The staff have, it turns out, been warned to expect that a strange cape will want to make weird alternations to their layout, and that since she's a powerful healer they should let her.  After a few false starts Sanguine flags down a Doctor Godiwala, who's in charge of organizing the space, and wants to know how exactly Samora wants things laid out?

(Doctor Godiwala's personal opinion is that this person obviously isn't old enough to officially be at an Endbringer fight, but if Dragon somehow managed to smuggle it past the Youth Guard he's not going to ask any inconvenient questions.)

He's not the first person to be weirded out by Samora being sixth circle at twenty (that position went to Samora herself well over a month ago). The important thing is that they get as many injured people as possible packed into six groupings sixty feet in diameter. She can pace off an appropriate circle very accurately if that will help. If there's anyone he's worried won't make it that long she can drop a Stabilize on them first and then they will.

At first they try to stop her from spending limited healing resources on just stabilizing people instead of healing them. Once she explains that Stabilize is a secret third power, not subject to any limits whatsoever, and that it only takes six seconds to cast, Doctor Godiwala takes Samora on a tour of all his even-slightly-badly-off patients, just in case. His minions can handle the sixty-foot circle; the white pipes they've been using to build dividers come in standard ten-foot lengths and they have lots.

"Okay! Looks like this is going smooth. Samora, I gotta get back, I'll catch you later." And he's striding away before she can stop him.

He has an armband call to make.

Dragon issues every cape in an Endbringer fight these armbands, so she can talk to them and show them maps and things. Sanguine hasn't been wearing his; she mostly uses it for casualty updates and it's depressing. But once he's in a private place, he finally pulls it out again.

"Okay, Dragon, I'm done with Samora. Clean bill of health, I just handed her off to Doctor God."

He probably doesn't like being called that, but Dragon doesn't scold him; they're in a hurry, here.

"And how was your conversation otherwise?"

If he doesn't like being called that he should quit acting like that, is Sanguine's opinion. Also he probably wouldn't get that it's an insult. Anyway.

"It was weird. We talked a lot of moral philosophy. You know, good, evil, law, chaos. She says her powers are magic, spells she can cast, and she got them from a god. They have lots, and some of them are evil apparently. She thought maybe one of them created the Endbringers, I guess that's the kinda thing they do where she's from. Oh, and there are lots more people like her. 'Clerics', she called them, and they all have the same thing she does with spell slots and power levels and channels. She thought it was weird that there aren't any clerics here. She was worried about that actually, she thought it meant that she might have to leave soon, which is another thing she can do."

This next part sucks to say but it'd be so wrong not to.

"She can go back to her home Earth, she says, she knows a spell for that. And, ah, she can also go to someplace she called 'Heaven'. She says that's real. And, ahhh, there's a place called 'Hell' too, but she couldn't go there because she needs an item for the place she's going and why would you want to go there, right?" He's babbling, he knows he's babbling, but he's worried that if he stops talking Dragon will say something like, "ah, yes, Heaven and Hell, I figured out that they must exist with my giant Tinker-brain, were you not aware?" He shuts his mouth and bites his tongue; the pain helps.

Dragon's focus is on another aspect entirely. "She said she was a 'cleric' who had 'spell slots'? Those specific words? Had you ever heard those terms before?"

Sanguine tells her about maybe literal Heaven and she wants to talk vocabulary. Tinkers, man; can't predict 'em. "Yeah, that's what she said. Or, she said the gods made lots of clerics that work like her, she's maybe a little different? I guess I heard the word 'cleric' before but 'spell slot' is new to me, why?"

Dragon has read vastly more books, and vastly more of the internet, than any human ever could. In one small slice of her spare time she moderates Parahumans Online. She's intimately familiar with the rules of Dungeons & Dragons.

"I'm not sure yet. It might be nothing, but it could be tremendously important. I need to think about it. Did you have anything else to report?"

Aaarrgh what a frigging tease. And she's just brushing the Heaven thing aside? That's fine, Sanguine didn't want to talk about it anyway. "Yeah, there's two things about her blood. A lot of things actually, but two I can put my finger on."

"So first of all, she's got a lot of antibodies for being as old as she looks. Nothing active, and that's a little weird in itself, but she's clearly been exposed to a lot of diseases at some point. And the antibodies themselves are pretty weird; I bet the diseases were on the nasty side. But absolutely nothing now, whatever got her is totally gone."

Sure, Dragon knows all about getting sick, her human body has been infected many times.

"That's a little strange, yes. What's the other thing?"

"Her blood sugar is normal, like she ate several hours ago. But there's this other hormone that shows up in your blood when you get hungry, ah, doctors call it ghrelin, and she doesn't have any. None at all. And that's weird because those always go together: there's not much right after you eat, and then there's more and more as your blood sugar thins out. She should have way more ghrelin, or else way more blood sugar."

"It's like that part of her bloodstream is just for show, and the real metabolic action is happening someplace else."

That goes together pretty interestingly with the rest of Sanguine's report! Dragon is already forming a theory, and if she's right they don't have to worry about Samora leaving, but she wants to cross-check with a few others before she acts on it.

"I see." She gives it a few beats, as though she has to stop and think, and then: "This is excellent work, Sanguine, thank you. Please keep these details to yourself for now. Likely the PRT will want to classify as much about Samora as they can, especially any weaknesses she may have, and this is the most dangerous moment for leaks."

"Sure, happy to help." Sanguine scoots back inside; his power is good for severe bleeding and that might matter soon.

Meanwhile, Doctor Godiwala has lots of questions about Stabilize! If you use it on someone who's bleeding to death, does the wound close or does the blood just stop flowing out of it? Or does it make new blood? What about organ failure from sepsis, or dehydration? What about radiation poisoning? That, and Stabilizing the eleven most-at-risk patients, carries them through the creation of the Channel Circle, and then they can start carting patients in. They have some wheeled beds; the rest arrive on a mix of military stretchers and stretchers improvised from divider fabric and PVC pipe.

Samora has roughly the medical training of a medieval peasant, but she has seen lots of bodies in various states of having violence done to them, so she can answer some of the questions. If you're bleeding out it makes the blood thicken at the wound and stop flowing, but you still need to heal them properly to prevent the wound from going foul. Dehydration is a tricky case to say anything about because anyone who can cast Stabilize can create water. If you're dying of a disease you still have the disease, it just takes several hours longer to kill you so there's time to do something else about it. She has no idea what radiation poisoning is but probably if you Stabilize someone who's dying of it it'll buy them some time like it does anything else.

Doctor Godiwala tries to explain radiation a little, but his explanation relies on large amounts of atomic theory and could never have possibly landed. He's just started a slower, more condescending explanation when the blue-and-black guy from earlier teleporter back in with eight burn victims in various stages of "dying".

"He broke through to field HQ!" he shouts. "No sign of Scion yet! Back soon with more I hope!" And then he's gone.

Volunteers converge on the wounded and then hesitate, eyeing Samora. They have protocols for this -- or at least, they got a sketchy briefing that they all still remember -- but it didn't include AoE super-healing. Even Doctor Godiwala seems uncertain.

Samora, it seems you have a window to put yourself in charge of crisis response here, if that's something you want. If not, Doctor God will come up with something in a few moments.

Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize Stabilize. Picking up the wounded as she Stabilizes them (she's strong enough to be fast and gentle at the same time) and stacking them next to other people in the beds in the assembled circle. And then she's going to get in the middle and Channel.

You need help from the volunteers to spread everybody out through the circle fast enough, but they catch on pretty quickly; efficiently moving people into the treatment area was a core part of their sketchy briefing.  You make it to the center and then, WHOOM, everybody's healed except the burly guy in the executioner's hood and boxer shorts, and even he isn't dying anymore.

That's not to say everyone's OK. There are still lots of crippled limbs and damaged eyes, and even the healthy people are a little disoriented. Powered healing can be fast, but it's never instantaneous, and you can see in their eyes that their minds haven't really caught up with their bodies yet.

But they'll have to figure it out fast, because the teleporter is back with another seven injured, and a woman in dirty gray power armor is carrying two more people through the door, one under each arm.

And then after that crisis there's another.

And another.

And another.

Samora was on her way to join the army for the first time; she has never seen a battle on this scale. They say at the Battle of Three Sorrows the wounded were piled up like cordwood.

She uses the last four channels, none on less than seventy people. By the time those have run out, it's clear that most of the people here, even among the heavy hitters, bleed and heal like common soldiers. The patterns of their costumes are strange to her, and she can't be sure by looking who can use a Cure Serious Wounds and who'll be as healed as they can get with a Cure Light, but she asks the other workers who among the wounded can take the heaviest hits and they sometimes know. Still she expects to run out of spell slots long before she runs out of wounded.

But not out of orisons, never out of orisons. Stabilize. Stabilize. Stabilize.

Nobody finds the time to tell Samora what radiation poisoning is exactly, but Stabilize does work on it.  Nothing else does; people who have it are whisked into Samora's line of effect, then whisked away again into their own special corner of the factory.