Asteraxa's soft sigh echoed gently in response, tinged with subtle regret.
[I'm a Blood Dragon, Orion, not a Darkness Dragon. This field of study is outside my expertise. But what I can sense clearly is that the curse originates from this world. To fully comprehend it, you only have three options—find the one who placed the curse on her, or look for a master of curses who hopefully can pinpoint her curse, or the last option is to use a powerful treasure that can analyze the curse. None of the paths are easy.]
Orion exhaled softly, his resolve only solidifying further rather than weakening at the difficulty of the task ahead. 'Then I'll find whatever or whoever is necessary, regardless of the challenge. She's suffered enough already.'
Asteraxa's gentle voice responded softly, a hint of approval evident in her tone.
[That's precisely the kind of determination I'd expect from you. However, tread carefully, this curse might originate from someone very powerful from the Elven lands.]
