The ice spike plunged upwards into Bethany's torso, catching her right where she had just begun healing again, through the shoulder and out the other side. She gasped, one hand going to her chest once more, as blood came spurting out her back, and she knew the moment she pulled the spike out that the blood would be so much worse.

So while the others ran around, she fell to one knee and slammed her hand into her own chest, sending a fireball through to cauterize the wound, and then a swift and battlefield Heal spell to take care of most of the damage.

It was the only way she was going to survive this, even though she knew she was leaving herself open for more attacks.