Blood Bag

I inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs before releasing it slowly, grounding myself and clearing my mind. Everything would turn out fine; I just had to keep my eyes on the prize—escaping this floating island. Sure, this situation was a setback, but it wasn't the end of the world. If it came down to it and I couldn't find another way off, I'd focus on healing my injury with magic, hoping for a smooth recovery. If things went sideways and I ended up healing wrong, I'd just have one of my loyal followers reset my wing once I was back in my territory. No matter the obstacles, I was determined to find a way off this island soon enough, so there was no point in stressing. After giving myself a mental pep talk and calming my nerves, I took a few more deep breaths and moved forward toward the massive garden I had spotted in the distance.