Amidst the groans in pain, Kieran looked very compassionate, walking by everyone who was tortured by the plague. White brilliance scattered along the path as he moved into the sea of people.
The scene was holistic and merciful.
That's right, it was merciful. There wasn't a better word, other than mercy, to describe Kieran throughout the week.
For an entire week, Kieran never once paused, walking from one end of Gordor to another, spreading his white brilliance. Whenever there were new patients in the town, the warm white brilliance welcomed them.
Amid the holy light, the damage caused by the Plague of Decay quickly decreased. Although unable to uproot the plague, it was enough to pour hope into people.
Everything would turn out better with hope.
Those who longed for survival flew over to Gordor without stopping.
In less than a week's time, the only town in Gorbor was filled with people infected by the Plague of Decay.