The following morning, Celeste is back at it again despite my objections, and the crowds push her hard to help heal all their sick and injured and dying.
Roland and Lucas stay to keep control of the crowd but...
She is absolutely exhausted when the sun has barely even begun to set.
She passes out in Lucas' arms, and she nearly gives us all a heart attack in doing so, but we manage to catch her in time to lay her to sleep off her exhaustion in an inn room.
I press my fingers to my forehead.
"She's wearing herself out faster than she's resting." Roland grunts, scowling.
"...It's not sustainable. If she hurts herself again..." Lucas sighs, and shakes his head.
Valentine frowns and crosses his arms. "The people of Neraw are almost all healed, though. Those who were hurt and survived long enough for her to arrive...most of those are healed now. If she can make it one more day..."
