It's Amber's turn to step up to bat, and she is nervous.

Sure, there was the one time she'd helped out Eva Morales with the fire in the shrine area, but that time she had help who knew what she was doing, and it was also a completely different situation than... whatever this was.

As they flew, John Sullivan fell behind the two of them, and Amber assumed that he knew he wouldn't be much of a help in this situation. That was fine-- she hoped she'd be able to find him later and thank him for the assistance.

Sophie Solis lay unconscious, propped up on a rock with her eyes closed.

"Sophie! Can you hear me?" asked Amber, and was met with no response from the athlete. She jumped down off the Drampa, looking back when @chloe asked if she could help.

"Um, I'll let you know," said Amber, eyeing the canteen of water Chloe had. It could come in handy if the girl was a victim of heat stroke, or something similarly likely. Sure enough, Sophie had all the symptoms of heat stroke-- she was breathing shallowly, but her skin was burning up, hot and dry against the back of Amber's hand. Checking her pulse showed Amber that her heart was hammering away, despite her inaction.

Yeah, it was heat stroke all right. Amber turned back to Chloe, a worried expression on her face. "Could you provide shade, maybe with your Drampa? It would go a long way towards helping," she asked, releasing Libra the Corsola with a flash of light. "Life Dew, Libra," she directed.

The cool healing water that the Corsola generated seemed to help, landing on Sophie's parched skin and causing her to stir, and Amber relaxed, just a little bit.

"Keep it up, Libra," she said, and the Corsola smiled at her.