The Stranger’s gray eyes twinkled, "I am Dainzel, of the Alvaine, and if I do not tend to her soon, she will not see the dawning sunrise."

Arden made room for the Alvaine, looking at her in suspicion ever ready to pounce on her if she made a false move.

But the tall Alvaine deftly got to work on Sora’s wounds with all the Humaine watching in apprehension.