Three sets of eyes gaped at her with varying degrees of disbelief. “A-Alive?” Rukia finally asked.
Nel’s smile faltered suddenly as she looked down at the man in question, “Just barely.” Focusing solely on Ichigo, she dropped to her knees and whispered an incantation that the other demons knew held a great deal of power.
Grimm watched as a golden glow enveloped his best friend. “The fuck is that, Nel?”
Her face became a mask of serious intent, “I’m using my kidou to examine the extent of his injuries as well as try to stop any further blood loss.”
Biting her perfectly manicured nails, Ran could keep quiet no longer, “How bad is it?”
“Very,” Nel answered succinctly without looking up, “If he’d lain here any longer, there would have been no blood left in his body.” She laughed humorlessly, “Frankly, I don’t know how he’s still alive. By all rights, he should be dead already.” She frowned and glanced quickly at the tense onlookers, “Actually, his condition is still very…precarious and there’s no guarantee that he’ll make it.”