After Elira was ready, Liam brought the elf to a local healer who was also an alchemist.
"What would it take for you to heal my slave?" Liam asked the guy authoritatively, still maintaining his image of an arrogant young lord.
The alchemist politely nodded and started examining Elira's condition.
"Her mana veins are blocked. The tissue around the veins have become petrified and useless. It is impossible to cure her completely."
"No. I want her cured. I do not care how much it costs." Liam insisted.
The alchemist immediately broke into a cold sweat. He became nervous because Liam's tone was very serious.
"My Lord, I am afraid I am really incapable of healing her completely. Her condition is beyond what my skills and available resources can address."