Luna tried not to lean too heavily on the smaller woman. She was light, but it was difficult to stand up. As well as the pain along the right side of her torso, her hip ached, and she found it harder to breathe. It may have been the swirling dust in the air, but perhaps her lung had been damaged. Luna did not know much about Healing internally, just the superficial injuries such as cuts and bruises.
"Thank you for your help," Luna managed weakly, her voice slow. "What's your name?"
"This isn't a very funny April Fool's joke," she wondered out loud as they moved further away from the fireplaces. More wizards appeared and flooded the Atrium, helping the injured and assessing the threat of more bombs.