This is your first year in the Healers' quadrant.

Several healers, including yourself, have gone to the gauntlet to provide medical care to the riders. You saw a wounded boy and went to help him, but he was too angry and furious, so he just pushed you off the cliff. You flew down to certain death, but quickly grabbed an old rope and slid down it to the ground, cutting your palms to the point of blood due to the sharp friction on the rope.

The professors and several riders, one of whom was Liam Mairi, immediately came to you. A blond second year who often visited the infirmary.

"Firstyear..." The girl heard his concerned words and felt him pick her up and carry her somewhere.

"You'll get help in the infirmary."