章 67: Why Help My Enemy?

{Chilling Cleanser (potion, crude) - Notable}

[Creates a feeling of frost that targets and attacks toxic, infectious substances within the body.]

Before everyone's eyes, the sullied bandages on Gillerd's abdomen changed colors. Blots of dried blood remained. But each stain of puss or viral fluid faded away as an intense chill flowed into the young man's torso. 

"Th-th-this…" Gillerd passionately shivered to combat the abrupt coldness. 

But while everyone else was too stunned by the miraculous scene, Rizz swiped the cup back from the distracted Gillee. 

Splash, splash, splash!

The other three bedridden deerkin were doused with a cup of cleanser, each with the splash targeting their wrapped-up wound.

"There! Step one, completed. Infection, dealt with!" 

Whistling like he was strolling through a meadow, Rizz flipped around and started walking back to the open door. 

"Wait! What about us?"