Yashyn watched Akram's blood spread across the ground, his body completely motionless. As he grabbed the gel, he knew instantly that he had no room for error: if he didn't apply it properly, the Vulkan leader was beyond saving.
So, without hesitation, he pressed the tube directly against the bleeding wound. Not knowing what dosage was appropriate, he emptied it entirely.
Nothing happened right away. Yashyn staggered back a few steps, clutching his head, convinced that his student was dead for good.However, after several seconds of uncertainty, the blood finally stopped gushing, then stopped flowing altogether. The gel slowly transformed into a thick foam, covering the entirety of the wound. A sound similar to a muffled combustion echoed from within the foam itself. It hardened briefly, then began to crumble, little by little.
After a few minutes, it had completely melted away. The wound was not only closed, but partially healed, though its appearance was far from pleasant.
