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One of the men, a man-at-arms, suffered from an injured leg, while the other man, in some pain, cradled his shoulder. The child, a little girl, was bleeding profusely from a severe gash to her arm. "Hail, good fellow," came the reply through a clenched jaw. "My daughter, Ivy - can ye help her?" he pleaded. Taking in the scene, Odo immediately went to the aid of the girl. She looked to be about six or seven years old and was in need of urgent care. "The wheel, it just came off," said the man with the girl. Odo quickly took in the scene and looked to the man-at-arms; his right leg lay in an unnatural position. The other man, Ivy's father, clearly suffered from a hurt shoulder and was in some distress. There was little he could do for either of them, but Ivy needed help quickly. The rai