Blackfeather Woods How to save a life

Meldresi was steadfast, despite Burke's struggles and chokes. If she slipped, she could tear something vital in the tank's body, and that was the last thing she needed. The bamboo stick inched its way deeper into his throat, slowly reaching the stomach, inch by inch by inch.

She felt the moment the end of the stick reached the stomach, for the sound of gas hissed its way into the infirmary. The healer pushed it a little further into his stomach, and the hiss increased in sound. She wrinkled her nose, smelling Burke's stomach acid mixed with food. It was rancid, but it almost calmed her in a sense. He would live.