Ooc: I'm really sorry for the wait and super long posts! 
Hoodie, roused by being carried around like a rag-doll, opened her eyes slowly and winced in pain. Her muscles felt like mush and her head was spinning. As she regained consciousness, she slowly attempted to sit up, pushing away her dizziness. As she looked around, she noticed how she was far from the lab and close to the castle entrance. Suddenly, she gasped in horror at the sight of everyone's injuries and uselessly started to fumble around her backpack for her first-aid kit.
Silver Blade, in tears from the scare of loosing his sister, ran over and quickly hugged her, muttering desperate pleads for her to be alright. "Oh, Emile... Robbin... Thank you so much..." He choked out while holding the small figure against himself. Looking to the side, he saw a pretty young girl and her Pegasus trotting their way. "O-oh..." He wiped the tears from his eyes. "Who are you..?"
Ignoring the pain, Hoodie pushed away from her sobbing brother and quickly pulled out a white-and-red container, slightly smaller than a shoe-box, and flipped open the lid. In the box were several different glass tubes, bottles, and medical supplies. Hoodie was fairly skilled in the art of healing, so she made sure she had everything she might need when something like this happened. "F-First thing's first..." She stuttered, deciding to start with the greatest injuries. She crawled over to Tarrant and pulled out a small vial of clear liquid. "I'm sorry... This... This might sting a little..." She dropped some of it onto his arm as it fizzed against his blood. Soon, however, the bone began to mend into place and the skin healed around it, leaving only a scar. For the burned patches on his legs, she applied a thick ointment and wrapped them in layers of gauze. Hoodie, half-mindedly, then pulled of his blood-stained shirt to pull out the shards of glass from his back and gently rubbed more of the ointment on him. Lastly, she poured a small amount of blue, syrupy liquid into a bottle of water and helped him sit up to drink some of it. "Th-this should help your lungs..." She whispered, half to herself. Hoodie took a few sips of the drink. It tasted like blueberries that were injected with hair-dye and tree sap! She shuddered, then passed it to Emile and Robbin. "Just take a few sips, then you can throw out the rest." She told them. For Robbin's cuts, she wrapped his arm and forehead in gauze. Her own injuries were minor enough for her to wait a while before treating them. "Is... Is everyone alright..?" She asked everyone, still feeling weak.