Tristan didn't get further than a few steps. His question was answered with a thud and he spun on his heel only to see that the injured man had collapsed. "God!" That was bad! He rushed back over and knelt down on one knee. The man was conscious, thank God for that. Tristan definitely wanted to examine him now, but the question was how to get him to his practice. "Is your spine hurt?" he asked. "Any injuries on your torso?" He needed to know if he could move the man without dislocating anything or causing an internal bleeding.