Finally! Some bleeding help... A soldier came to her, asking her to remove her improvised bandanna. She complied, pulling the bloody rag from her forehead and throwing it to the ground. The soldier, looking wholly unprofessional, looked at the wound once, "Holy... That's a helluva wound. What the hell gave you that?" She thought back for a moment, unsure when she had actually gotten it. "It doesn't matter. Can you do anything about it?"
"Well sure. But it won't be much better than that bandanna you just threw away." He walked away to fetch something whispering something to another soldier, then returned with a bandage. He added something to the wound, some sort of antiseptic she guessed. He then began wrapping the bandage around her head, doing his best to stop it from slipping into her eyes.
Once he had finished, she reached into her backpack and pulled out an apple. It was ages since she had eaten last. Biting into the apple, she turned to Threewords who was waiting close by. "So? What now? Our plan to get an army of supers backfired and Carter is getting more dangerous. As soon as she realises that David didn't kill us she's gonna send someone else."
