"Alright there, Briar?" you ask your fairy companion, as you scurry towards your friends, staying low as you move.

"I forgot how much newbie teleports suck," she groans. "And your little stunt on landing didn't help."

You pause in the shadow - and crude shield - provided by the blown-away door to blink at your passenger. "The trip didn't seem that bad to me."

"S'cause you're bigger, dummy. More mass means more energy means more resistance to all the in-between..." Briar briefly fumbles for a word while grasping at empty air, before finally settling on a blunt, "Stuff."

You momentarily consider calling her on the term, "stuff," but decide that this is neither the time nor the place. "Will I be putting people in danger, sending them out that way?"

"Only if they have really sharp senses and weak stomachs."

"Okay. Aside from that, are you good?"

"Shut up and keep scampering, hero boy."

"Not a hero," you remind her, even as you reach Ayame's position. "Ma'am," you say with a polite nod.

"Alexander," she replies, only briefly glancing at you; most of her attention is fixed on the doorway, and the aggressors trying to penetrate it. "Am I correct in thinking that the healer your message mentioned is the fairy Kasumi has told us about?"

"Yes, ma'am. Do you want her to see to your arm?"

Ayame shakes her head. "I will be fine for the moment. Focus on the critical cases first." Her voice gets very tight when she says that.

"You heard the lady, Briar."

The fairy disembarks from your shoulder, flutters down to Shiden, and studies him closely, waving her wand in the familiar patterns of a diagnostic spell. As Briar assesses her primary patient, you make a quick check of your reserves. You still have plenty of ki left, close to 74% of your max. Your mana is another story; between the spells you've cast in the last thirty seconds and the burst of Maximum Power, you're down to 20%. That may be problematic if you intend to evacuate everybody via dimensional doorway, because you can only take two other people at a time - not including Briar, who thanks to your Hellmouth-kludged familiar link, counts as an extension of your person and thus can go with you as a freebie, even if she doesn't seem to like the experience at all. It's a good thing you didn't bring Cordelia or any of the Shuzen girls along, because as it stands, you'll need to use up half of your remaining mana to get the job done.

"Damn it," Briar growls, interrupting your calculations. "Okay, we have a problem. Shiden's got shrapnel in his wounds, and the stuff's cursed - looking at it, I'd say for the sole purpose of interfering with any attempt at magical healing. That probably goes for everybody else who got hit by that bomb."

"Can you get it out?" you ask.

"I can, but it'd go a lot faster if one of you big folks used a pair of tweezers or something." Briar flinches as something goes SPANG off of Altria's shield, and Ayame responds by hurling one of her knives past Lu-sensei and the main in white and out the door. There is a pained gasp. "We can try that here," the fairy continues, "but I'd really prefer to stabilize Shiden for transport to somewhere a little less in the line of fire - like, maybe the infirmary."

You think for a moment. The infirmary is within your admittedly limited teleportation range, but you have no idea what the situation there is like, not even if there's a clear spot large enough for you and any passengers you take along to come down in. You know from your lessons that attempting to teleport into occupied space, even if by accident, tends to go... badly.