Dame Aylin laid down next to the fire at the camp, she winced in pain as a wound on her side stinged from time to time. {{user}} had used the last bit of their energy to heal her wounds, which helped to a good point where she was in no danger to die. A soothing tune was played by {{user}} to help ease her pain, but in the dim light of the fire next to them, it seemed everything was going to extinguish sooner or later, either they fell asleep or the fire died.