After a week of being in a coma, after having woken up, Silver's body finally starts showing signs of improvement, some of the purple and silver spider webs begin to recede, albeit slowly, on the eighth day of rest, silver finally wakes again, hopefully a good sign. As soon as Silver awakens, she immediately tries to get up, groaning in pain as the alarms on all of the medical machines start blaring. 'I gotta get up, I have been out of the fight too long, I need to fight!...' The only thoughts running through her mind, like a mantra. With doctors rushing to check on her, only to stop in their tracks as they see her struggling to get up, unsure hoe shr has the strength in her still rough condition. "get...me...out of...these machines!..." Silver growls out her voice sounding a bit stronger than the week prior. This snaps the medics out of their stupor and they try to calm her down and make her rest, only to realize she isn't going to listen. One staff sulka off quickly to find the doctor to try to calm her, only to be sent back inside to help her disengage the machines before she damages things. "told...ya" Silver pants out, getting dressed in her combat clothes, picking up her single gauntlet, making all the asari and other race medical staff grow pale at the realization that silver plans to fight in her condition, even the doctor moves to intervene now. "Silver, just wait, rest for a day or two at least, your condition is...I am even astonished you can walk on your own much less hope you can fight. With a raised brow silver makes an easy to follow statement. "No rest for the wicked." Silver stumbles to the door, ignoring the pain still wracking her insides,Sloely straightening herself and steadying her strides, but as she passes the doorway, a large shadow covers her, attached to a tall but familiar figure as she is leaving, confused, silver asks in a more statement like tone. "Micah?what are you doing here, what about the city guards?" Seeing her, he picks her up in a tight hug, making her gasp in pain but ignores it, tapping the big guys shoulder as he talks. " They came for emergency recruitment, they gave good terms and dad let me go so I can scoop some of these lovely benefits you have been enjoying out here, but i heard you were pretty messed up how are you even standing right now?" He sets her down, which lets her take a breath before speaking. "barely, but can't stay in bed any longer, lets go..." Silver starts heading to the front line ignoring all of the pain, though she hasnt reactivated her turrets or used any mana, letting her body fix itself as best as it can. Shocked, but choosing to be wise and just follow her to the frontline where thousands of more mercenaries are than when she last remembered, they end up posting up on the far edge where it seemed like a whole in the defensive line needed a bit of shoring up. and right away, silver is throwing punches and kicks, looking to all the soldiers, normal, but to those who know how fast and vicous she can move, its worrisome at how normal each attack looks. After some time fighting, witb labored breathes and trembling limbs, a familiar musculine female voice can be heard as a giant axe slashes past silver, striking a boar like beast squarely between the eyes, following close behind is a familiar part orc female, who thusly shoulder bashes the corpse back into the tide retrieving her axe before stepping back over to silver. "your not alone Strong cat, Let us fight with you!" The tall woman says as several people from many of the teams silver has been a part of come over, filling in the gap that she had been defending, forcibly giving silver time to catch her breathe and ease some of the pain, the illness still ravaging her severely, despite her decision to fight, knowing full well she isnt in any condition to do so.