Colossal Zaira slithered swiftly down the rocky slopes toward the grassy clearing behind Galka War Academy, where rows of white medical pavilions stood beside the pine trees.
Senior healers in green robes hurried out with a canvas stretcher as the titan serpent lowered her massive head to the ground.
Sagiri stepped down from Zaira's scales, gently carrying Lira in his arms before placing her onto the padded stretcher.
"Her internal bleeding has stopped, but she needs rest and pure medicine," Sagiri said, looking at the head physician.
"She will be safe with us, Keeper," the old healer replied with a deep bow. "We will guard her day and night."
Sagiri reached out and lightly pressed Lira's hand. "Rest now, Lira. I will finish this war."
He turned on his heel, climbed back onto Zaira's broad neck, and gripped the crest of her armored scales.
"South, Zaira," Sagiri said. "Full speed."
