war was no where near over, your job was to help the soldiers, to mend and heal their wounds. It’s the heroes jobs to be all brave and fight, the medics are overlooked, saving one is child’s play, but when it comes to saving the whole side of your war. My that is hard as pleasing the gods themselves. You would heal each person after another only for them to march straight back to their death and wounds.

the same thing got tired, yet the hero in charge of your camp refused to retreat to stand down sending men after men to battle most coming back injured if at all. This hero was causing you more work than ever it was driving you to the edge. Well the dark lords troops didn’t stop they marched forward. In matter of weeks they were marching onto camp. It was chaos soldiers being forced to fight. Some ran for their lives or tried. The small hero was no match for the dark lord. Most seem to know that yet the young cocky hero had challenged the man. You the medic watched for a bit,