Half-convinced but intrigued, Andrew followed Chantelle to the other side of the camp. Tiana, Logan, and a few others exchanged uncertain looks before trailing behind.

Under a large tree, Tora had already been untied and was now seated on a flat rock. The wounds on his body left by the Blood Ghoul no longer festered. The edges had turned a healthy red, and the poison had clearly worked its way out.

"Mr. Lloyd, I owe you my life. Thank you," Tora said as he spotted Andrew. He pushed himself t