The night passes, minute by minute.
Shavri could really use a Lesser Restoration, it's been an incredibly long day, but she's not going to get everything she wants, is she. She takes some of the Tayledras stimulant, the really strong one. It makes her feel like she's a disembodied soul possessing her own body - huh, did Leareth feel like that, was that why he was always so bloody impossible to read - anyway, it's fine, her Sight works perfectly well and her emotions are gone or at least irrelevant.
She coordinates their roster of Healers. Trainees aren't useful for this, even for the simplest part of propping up the patients' leaking life-force; it takes more skill to hold a link to someone whose body is slowly losing the ability to process its own life-force let alone get any use out of Healing-energy. Preventing the inflammation from cell damage in their brains from spiralling is really delicate work and, honestly, there aren't really enough Healers who can do it at all. By midnight, she has to make the call whether to keep people on duty longer than is really responsible or eve necessarily safe for them - Healers can drain themselves dangerously low and get backlash too - or drop to only three senior Healers who she trusts with that work.
Shavri picks the latter. They're going to need to get through tomorrow, not just tonight. Van and Stef both need a lot of attention by now, so there's no option but to assign them a person each, in addition to the more junior Healers just doing energy-links. The third Healer will have to rotate between Nayoki - who isn't really in better shape than Van or Stef, just slightly less of a disaster to lose - and Blai, who after all needs to be clearheaded enough at dawn to pray to his goddess. Seldan will just have to cope until morning. He should be okay, Companions are very hardy and Groveborn moreso.
One by one, in the early hours of the morning, one by one, the three injured Healers from Leareth's organization - who aren't getting any Healing-attention to their brains - stop being rousable.
Shavri thinks, belatedly, numbly, that maybe she should have thought to tell them to pray before they lost consciousness. Or, you know, said in actual words at any point that of course they'll keep their bodies somewhere safe and, if they do ever have a chance, get them resurrected with Golarion magic.
She pulls the Healers holding energy-links off. It lets her assign an extra person to Nayoki, whose body is really faltering now, and send the other two to get a little bit of sleep.
She sits with each of them, for a little while, and - doesn't have any feelings at all, only the distant thought that this is moderately educational to watch with her Sight. She wonders what Jisa would see on Mindhealing Sight. It's probably a good thing Jisa doesn't have to see it, her daughter has been through enough.
Shavri gets help to move the bodies out of the room.
She gets a couple of trainees to take over poking people awake every so often to try to consume fluids. No one's happy about it either way but it's probably preferable for it to be done by someone whose face can pull off normal human emotions.
She feels so cold. ...She asks multiple people if the room feels cold to them, that seems bad for the patients, but apparently it's not that. It's just her, and maybe it's not really physical at all. It feels like maybe something in her is broken, and it's not something that all the magic in the world will fix.