Xandral, after the fight on slave galley, went over to a cage and tore the lock off and opened the gate.
"Go get the rest of your fellow captives, I have friends that need to be tended to, and my Mistress won't permit former or current slaves on her ship..."
Xandral walked back, along with some members holding up other members who recieved many, but mostly minor injuries. Drake was already back on the ship, standing guard over Xleena's resting room, while the doctor was sitting on the other side of the hall. Xandral jumped across to his ship and headed down to the hallway, speaking to the doctor first.
"How serious was the bleeding and wound?" Xandral asked, with the usual concern most of his crew has seen during the time of post-raid recovery.
"The bullet is removed and her shoulder has been bandaged properly, she won't be able to fight anytime soon, but she'll be fine" the snake said with a smirk. Xandral went over to Drake and looked up at him as if expecting him to move. Drake moved out of the way as Xandral went into the cabin and pulled up a chair next to the bed Xleena was lying on, and waited for her to wake...