Grand Meeting Hall, First Peak, Gracious Sword Sect.
In the most prestigious place in the sect, the atmosphere had never been this solemn before.
There were few people in the hall, two laid and three standing, however, the mood was very depressing and down.
At the centre of the hall was a large bed, and on it were two disciples in Core disciple robes, lying unconscious with bloodied bodies and deep cuts, beside them were two elders, who were desperately trying to put the bandages over the cuts as fast as they could, and put herb paste on the wounds.
An elder on each side, mending one disciple each; they did the best they could in their attempt to bring these two disciples back from the death's door.
"Don't forget to put a Heavenly Pilex Forte Essence' in their mouth. We need to secure their meridians before it's too late." An aged voice was heard from their left.