antibiotics.
The Roaring fire from the burning wood cast solemn shadows across their faces.
It had just been a few days after she returned with Aria.
Kira had gone to inquire about the rumors of disease sweeping through middle Eladoria and her investigations had confirmed the worst.
"It's Shadowblight."
Kira's voice was grim.
The only sound was of Lira tracing patterns absentmindedly in the dirt with a stick, deep in thought.
Kira was right to be grave.
The discharged soldier with a chest wound who had been discharge from battle had been the spark and within days, Shadowblight claimed his wife and two young children first.
This was one of the most feared disease that ravaged the Bearan territories with the tell-tale symptoms of high fever burning through them like wildfire, skin on fingers and toes turning an unnatural, mottled black as if scorched by unseen flames.
