Our group, among all the Warriors and Commandos, had some Physicians to help the wounded. Although they mostly specialized on bees, they could at least tell whether the dragon had its bones broken or it was just a dislocation.
Sadly, for Woe it was the former. The break of his foot was a closed one and relatively clean, but still required a splint and help that bees physically could not put on the beast.
If any other tamed animal was in its place, it'd be probably easier to just kill it rather than give it medical attention at this point. But… Woe was one of the first!
Besides, I knew other black dragons will be vehemently against killing one of their own. They were smart enough to understand what's going on.
No, leaving Woe to die wasn't an option! Nor was it necessary.
