"Alistair!" Eira sprinted toward him as he fell to one knee. His head down, she watched him reach for his belt. Eyes on the abomination nearing him rapidly, Alistair's sword fell from his weak grasp. Quickly, she casted a simple barrier before the darkspawn's claws could reach his armor. Eira raised her staff to cast Rejuvenate. She plucked a bottle of lyrium from her belt and took a quick drink to cast Heal.

Alistair drew a long breath and lifted his sword. With an adrenaline fueled battle cry he swung hard at the darkspawn before him. The wet sheen of blood littered his armor. He bashed his shield into the darkspawn's fresh wound and spun to attack the next nearest enemy.

Eira placed her hand over her stomach and sighed with relief. She looked to Leliana, graceful as usual with a blade in each hand. Her arms wide as she spun, she'd made killing look like a dance. Eira took notice of the full bottles of stamina swinging at her hip and turned to check on Morrigan.

Morrigan stood outside of the frenzy, the elements under her control as she blasted the small horde with fireballs, blizzards and lightning. Her party now in control, Eira moved toward the woodline for a safer position.

She slammed her staff against the ground sending arcane blasts at a genlock approaching Morrigan from the rear. The ground shook beneath her. Eira's gaze shot to the trees behind her. An ogre burst through the treeline, its large hand jutted out and hit her sternum. She felt breathless, weightless until the blast of pain brought darkness.

Alistair blocked an arrow with his shield and held his breath as he watching Eira land on her back several feet away from the ogre. No. He clenched his jaw and ran toward the large creature, sword held high. Morrigan engulfed the ogre in a blizzard. Caught in her spell, it moved slower, allowing Alistair several good swings.

Leliana saw the ogre over the shoulder of the darkspawn she was parrying. Her grip tightened around the hilts of her daggers until her knuckles turned white. Now a brute force, she shoved a blade through its eye. Leliana kicked at the creature's leg to ensure it would go down and she ran as fast as she could to her friend's side.

Morrigan rolled her eyes. Battles were never won easily. "C'mon, Songbird! We need all the help we can get!" Morrigan yelled to Leliana while casting a Fireball.

"She's not breathing!" Leliana's voice cracked. She pushed on the warden's chest repetitively as she had seen the healers practice. Tears pooled in her eyes as she breathed into Eira's mouth. She could feel the pulse in her neck slow beneath her fingers.

Alistair kept looking back to Eira. Breathe. A punch to the helmet sent him back into the fight. He kept their attention with taunts to give Leliana time to help Eira.

Morrigan looked back to see several genlock approaching Leliana and Eira. She pointed her staff and shot a bolt of chain lightning. The passing bolt startled Leliana and she threw herself away from Eira. They watched the electricity travel between all three targets and then to Eira. Leliana held her breath, her fingers dug into the ground. She looked back to Morrigan with wide eyes.

Eira's chest rose suddenly and she gasped for breath. Her vision still blurred, her body still aching all over, she closed her eyes and welcomed the darkness this time.

Leliana scrambled to her side. Eira was unresponsive, but breathing steadily. "Maker, thank you." She whispered and pulled out her daggers.

Leliana sprinted toward the ogre. Alistair hit its knee, forcing it to kneel. It lowered the creature enough to allow Leliana climb its back. Morrigan slowed it with a cone of cold as it tried to flail. Leliana drove a dagger through the back of the ogre's neck. She jumped down before and stood with her friends to watch it fall.

Morrigan gulped her last bottle of lyrium and caught the remaining darkspawn in Inferno. The stench of burning flesh filled the air around them. Even she was disturbed by how comforting that smell had become. They were safe.

Alistair sheathed his sword and jogged to Eira. He lifted her head, "Eira, wake up." He grinded his teeth and looked up to Leliana and Morrigan. "She has a million potions, won't one of them heal her?"

"Eira also carries poisons that she makes herself. We don't know which is which." Morrigan replied.

Alistair slid his hands under Eira and cradled her in his arms. "Maybe Wynne will have an idea."

On their long walk back to camp, Alistair turned to Morrigan, " All those spells and not a single one that heals. What good is a witch without a healing spell?"

She raised a brow. "I didn't need a healing spell to keep your girlfriend alive. Tell me, Warden, could your sword have done the same."

Leliana shook her head as they proceeded to toss snide comments back and forth. For once their bickering was a welcome distraction.