It was a chaos not seen since the bombing of the Towers a few months ago. And she'd taken command of the community centre then as she did now. It was pure instinct, from so many centuries of being a military healer. The clinic itself was overfull, so she had to designate more areas for the wounded, keep both staff and patients calm despite the situation outside. All orders are given firmly and concisely, leaving no room for refusal.

The fact that she carried a five-foot long sword at her hip tonight might have added something to her influence.

While inside, she directed people as best as she could, tended to the worst of the cases. But once the Darkness-proofing was compromised, she could be found outside the building at times, as well. She might have been a healer fist, but she was a warrior still. Any creatures that dared try to take advantage of the injured would meet either her kidou or her blade.