If there truly was an ancient ruin inside, she had no intention of missing such an opportunity.
Poison and antidotes were her domain.
Moreover, even if Prince Kael could deduce the existence of ancient ruins from historical clues, that didn't mean others would immediately make the same connection. But once word spread, the truly powerful figures would arrive—and by then, time would no longer be on their side.
Without hesitation, Zora plunged into studying the antidote.
She had already analyzed the properties of the miasma earlier. What remained was the most difficult step—formulating the detoxifying medicine itself.
A slight deviation in ingredients or proportions could mean the difference between resistance and instant death. Facing such a lethal miasma, she had to be meticulous.
Time slipped by unnoticed.
Night fell once more.
After eating some dry rations, everyone was prepared to rest. Yet when their gazes turned toward Zora, admiration surfaced unbidden.
