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Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
The battlefield was long away, but this was a different kind of battlefield. Scalpels waged war on injuries here. This wasn't the domain of violence, but the gory aftermath. Squad Two had been mobilized by order of the Captain Commander. He was the top healer they had at this moment.
He'd made it clear to those in his Division, this wasn't about combat. They weren't here acting in that capacity. Their battlefield was one where blood's flow stopped. This was a place where those wounded from the Citadel or the evacuation could come.
A sweet aroma filled the air around the medical tents. Nostalgia and smelling of different fragrances for each person. It held a deeply calming scent to it if one followed their nose. They'd go past treatments and medical curatives going on.
People in small boxes being treated with different techniques, each addressing a different problem. Excellent medical care being administered to whoever came, regardless of race or creed.
The end of the scent would close upon a young-looking Shinigami. His eyes were pure almost a shade of unknown blue. His expression was one of calm and vigilant focus.
Saving a life that had taken some significant damage from the events that transpired before his arrival. The demeanor of the young medic could be described as stoic and calming. He didn't give off an air of uneasiness. He just seemed still like a leaf floating upon the lake. Steady was the hand that took care of these injuries.
Using both natural and spiritual medical techniques to accomplish results. This battlefield would be one that continued far longer than the ones before it. For the tide of wounded was an endless one. It wouldn't stop until the situation at the Citadel was resolved.
For now, those here would be treated and kept from befalling any more harm under his gaze.