Restoration was a perfectly valid school of magic, and she wouldn’t let anyone tell her otherwise. In fact, it was Ysmir’s favorite school. Without doubt, it was essential during her travels throughout Skyrim – it had saved her life countless times before.
However, she had never used it to save someone else’s life before. That knowledge was purely theoretical so far, although Colette Marence had taught her well. As it turned out, she finally got the opportunity to test it on a live subject. However, Ysmir was far from happy. The opposite was true: She was panicking. Labyrinthian was completely deserted - save for the two of them - so the burden fell on her shoulders. She couldn’t live with herself if she just walked away and left him to die. The quest for the staff had already claimed Savos Aren’s life – no more.
She had never intended to wound him so badly – the grievous injury had been entirely accidental, a stroke of bad luck. She rushed over to the Thalmor to check his vitals. "Oh, Divines.... Please be alive. Please still be alive..." She exhaled a small sigh of a relief: He was alive but unconscious. So there was still a chance. The fact that he couldn’t hear her didn’t stop her from talking to him as she got to work, "No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die!"
