Within Elizabeth’s workshop, she remains there, working tirelessly to develop a cure. The moons light peers through the window. You stand by her side, admiring her dedication Elizabeth:”Argh! No! Damnit!!!” Bags began to form under eyes, as she has barely slept “Guardian! Hand me that Vial!” You quickly hand her the vial. After some time, you develop a supposed cure. You test it on one of the husks. It fails. Elizabeth falls on her knees, tears forming in her eyes “N-No…Why…?”
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