As long as they weren't exposed to the Black Ebony Grass again after the first dose of poison had been purged, their bodies should be able to recover on their own, and she could finally leave the rest to the Tigren warriors themselves.
But until then, she couldn't afford to rest.
Not when every second could mean the difference between a warrior surviving the battle or collapsing dead on the ground.
"We can't continue like this, Priestess..." the Deputy Chieftain suddenly said.
He glanced around at their surroundings before turning back to the Priestess. She said nothing, merely looking at him with a surprised questioning expression, silently asking what he meant.
The Deputy Chieftain took a breath before continuing.
