"Leysha... what magic is this?" I asked curiously.
Leysa smiled at my question.
She still held her short golden staff high, and the blue crystal on the staff's edge still emitted a bright light, providing a palpable healing effect.
A few minutes passed, and Leysha lowered her staff again, and at the same time, the healing light ceased to glow.
The former Ventura soldiers, who had been complaining and raving about wanting to die, fell silent, shocked by their now fully recovered bodies.
Each of them could feel their natural immune systems surge, so much that the effects of the Great Wyvern's poison no longer bothered them.
"The Great Wyvern's poison this time is significantly stronger than the one used in Thornvale, Baron Atreus. I can detect that there's a blockage in each of their magical flow, some kind of dragon curse that's preventing the antidote our healers gave them from working," Leysha explained slowly, then showed the golden staff.
