Help Him Get Changed

The sheer brutality of the injuries left Liora staring in stunned silence. Deep, sickening purple bruises mottled his skin, sprawling across the expanse of his flesh in an ugly mosaic of trauma. Jagged, bleeding lacerations crisscrossed his lower half, the raw edges of the torn flesh weeping dark blood that pooled against the pale skin. Her medical gaze traced the overlapping paths of the strikes.