Inside a room with a single bed in the center and several pots of plants emitting white magic floated around the room.
"I think it's best for Miss Mine to leave," Tretrox spoke with a serious look, rolling up his sleeves. "And for you, old friend, I hope you're still as strong as you once were."
"Me? Why? I'm not afraid of blood or anything," Mine said calmly, making Tretrox realize her true nature.
"My boy, you have peculiar taste, I must say," Tretrox said, pointing at Edward, who just sighed.
"Let's stop with the banter, shall we? Your old friend is right here, suffering from a curse, so just undo it already," Edward said, with his hand in front of his face.
"He's right, do it already," Amelin said, her green eyes subtly glowing.
Sillian was clinging to Edward's right arm in silence.
"So, should I do it then? You just brought us here, Tretrox, saying it's time to remove it," Itnia asked.
