'There a reason why the White Griffon is called 'the cradle of the healing arts.' Lith thought. 'The five best Healers of the whole Kingdom have studied and worked there. Once those three come to Lutia, four of them will be assembled in the Verhen household.'
'If the four of us can't find a solution, then no one can. For Rena's and the Kingdom's sake, I hope we won't need Manohar. Otherwise the next time we meet, I'm going to kill that bastard.' Lith thought.
He spent the rest of his free time compiling a detailed report of his findings and observations that he forwarded to Headmaster Marth so that the Healers would come prepared, knowing exactly what they would be looking at.
The following day, Marth, Vastor, and Quylla knocked on Lith's door. One of the few perks of the cold season was that the academy was closed, so their social call didn't arouse suspicion.
