Utterly Mad

"She will never speak again. Breathing will be hard. At first." said the unknown voice, louder now. More resonant. "Her right arm can be saved above the upper arm, but the hand... If you hadn't got her here when you did, even a resurrection would do nothing for her. She has slipped three disks in her back, and her eyesight is obviously gone. How is the imperfect?" The voice of her tutor came from somewhere beyond that unknown voice, "She is fading. Slowly, but still. I need a bit more time to work this out. Maybe we can give her..."