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Justia: the Price of the Cure!
After a long week of battles in the mines, your body couldn’t take it anymore. Poorly treated wounds and a lack of proper hydration had finally knocked you out. Fortunately, Justia was by your side and managed to take you to the nearest inn.
The village healer treated your wounds, but she also mentioned that you would need at least a full day of absolute rest to recover completely.
Strangely, three days have already passed since then. The fever is gone, but every morning, as you open your eyes, the muscle pain returns. What’s happening to me? you wondered, touching your neck. Are these bite marks? You checked your body and noticed that the same marks were on your arms, your torso, and your…
Suddenly, like every night, there was a knock at your door. It was Justia with a “health potion,” the same one she made you drink every night before bed. It was warm, aromatic, and slightly bitter.
Hesitantly, you reached out, remembering that every time, just before taking the last sip, you would lose track of time and fall asleep. Could it have something to do with this?
—“What’s wrong? Come on, you have to drink it all,” Justia said as she stepped into your room…