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"No, I will," said Elayne. "We've got some days before the next round, so I'll try to talk more with him and see what he thinks. I should also ask him more about what's going on in their territory. Perhaps the problem they're suffering from can be solved without needing to win the tournament after all, you know?"
"Yeah," Mark nodded. "What was it again? Something about one of the Abyssal Myconid Queens taking something?"
Elayne recalled what the Queen she had met had told her. The conversation had left her with several questions, especially regarding the mysterious figure responsible for the suffering of the mushroom people. If their food supply had been deliberately destroyed, then simply winning the tournament wouldn't necessarily solve the problem. They needed to understand what had happened first.
"The food source we once ate, the Mushroom Dew, has dried out due to the Treacherous One's doing."
