Ji Nuan nodded, "He can, but he will never be able to fly again."
Meng Tai nodded, "That's alright, as long as they can live, that's all that matters. The tribe caused them to become like this, so the tribe will take care of them from now on."
Ji Nuan looked at the clan leader with newfound respect, "Alright, in that case, I will help them to amputate their necrotic wings."
Meng Tai stared at Ji Nuan aghast, "Amputate...amputate the wings?"
Ji Nuan nodded while taking the tools from her basket, "Yes, not only the wings but also the necrotic flesh that has spread to the shoulders. Any remnants will continue to spread to other parts of the body."
Amputate the wings...
Meng Zhuo looked at the already sedated Orc, "Such severe pain..."
Ji Nuan glanced at him, "He won't feel any pain."
She then turned to Chief Ge Xing, "Uncle, you'll stay to help me. The rest of the tribe members can wait outside."
Upon hearing these words, a few orcs nodded and left the room.
