It took Soma a minute or so to get his breath and bearings back, but he could feel his energy slowly trickling back as it always had. Soon enough he was able to stand under his own power, and then he was taking stock of everyone around him. Several people were pretty badly off - even the guys in armor hadn't had a pleasant time of it, except maybe the one who was flying - but the worst off was the lady he'd -just- been offering to help out. Needless to say, he wasn't too far away, so he could see the unnatural angle of her neck and limbs - she was going to be in a world of hurt when she came to, if she came to. Or... she might not be able to feel anything. Spinal injuries were seriously bad news.

He frowned, then set his jaw. Not on my watch.

Reaching into his coat, he withdrew his second super potion and stepped toward her. "I can help, if someone else can prop her up," he said, showing the phial for anyone interested to examine. "This will heal anything short of amputation, but... it's going to hurt, and this is my last one."

Tepes, meanwhile, had come to roost on its person's shoulder. It seemed inclined to stay there, and was attempting to nuzzle his cheek (and perhaps applying a bit of its own healing magic; though Soma didn't know it, the floofy little dingbat had been assisting him rather more than its antics let on during that battle, mostly with Haste spells).