Mira's new body formed on one of the hospital beds.
Pale light gathered above the mattress and slowly took the shape of a person. Her skin appeared first, followed by the blue dress she had been wearing when she died. The gray lines of the curse remained beneath her wrists, but the marks that had spread across her face were gone.
Garrick stood beside the bed without breathing, waiting.
Mira's eyes opened. She inhaled sharply and sat up. Her grandfather wrapped both arms around her before she could speak. Mira made a surprised sound, then hugged him back.
Max checked her information.
[Mira Vale]
[Condition: Wasting Curse]
[Physical state: Stable]
[Sanctuary Resurrection Protection: Active]
The curse had not disappeared. Its progress through her new body had returned to an earlier stage, exactly as the Dungeon Core promised.
