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 to his feet and dropped to one knee.

Andrew motioned for him to sit, checking over his condition. Then, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Captain Tora. The necrotic venom is completely gone."

Tora nodded, visibly relieved. "I didn't think I'd make it out alive. When I came to and realized you were all gone, I figured you'd gone deeper into this cursed place."

Andrew replied, "You figured right. We did, but we came up empty-handed."

Logan, growing impatient, jumped in. "Captain Tora, y