At the infirmary
She hadn't been here very long, but long enough to know when someone yelled to get to the infirmary, she needed to book it. Which was how Maya ended up seeing the first group of bloody people 'ported in. A widening of her eyes was the only indication of how terrible this looked, but almost immediately she was moving to the first open bed, where the big man (Warpath) was depositing the hurt man (Warren). A quick look-over showed her that his injuries...wings...oh God. She muttered a quick prayer under her breath, closing her eyes momentarily. For a second there she'd felt a flash of heat, followed by her stomach trying to rebel. She'd seen plenty of cattle slaughtered, but never something like this.
"Does...does anyone have the missing parts?" She couldn't keep her voice from shaking, but at least the words were strong enough to be heard. Maya couldn't regrow them for him, but if someone had brought them they could be put back together. She didn't wait for an answer, either, but immediately went to work on him, hands quickly undoing the bandage so she could lay them against skin. At least she could get the bleeding stopped and stabilize him.