Victoria just says, "you can go. I promise I won't let you die."

She closes her eyes and goes limp.

Vicky made sure she was still breathing and then tore the sleeves of her shirt off to bandage the bleeding parts of her arm

It's even worse than it looks. Noting the dust, it'll indefinitely get infected.

Victoria swore again. She snuck into the infirmary to try to get some healing salve

There's cuts all over her hands and wrists. The cut on her head won't stop bleeding.

She returned with a small container of the salve, but it wasn't enough to cover all the wounds. She tightly wrapped the bandage around her head, hoping it would stop the bleeding.

The bandage quickly turns red.

Victoria isn't sure what else she can do. She wasn't a doctor, and she would have to rip the bottom of her shirt if she wanted more bandages.

She's starting to turn pale from the blood loss.