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A million questions bloomed in Ryder's mind, but he stuffed them down to focus on the task at hand. "Elevate..." he muttered and looked around for something to place under Dex's abdomen to raise it. With one hand pressing on the wound, he found a decently rounded rock and lifted the boy up to lodge it underneath. "Okay, um, now what?" Ryder wracked his brain for a solution. They had to get back to the school, where the healers could work on him. In the meantime, however, he had to make do. Tearing the other half of his shirt into long strips, he wrapped them around Dex's stomach, making sure the blood wasn't flowing too much before tying it off.