Eve was now staying in the Tarakes carriage. Doing what she does best as a Healer and an Alchemist, slowly trying to heal him. Albion often saw Eve telling the healers to find a variety of plant life and material to she could use to further help him. A lot of shouting when they brought back the wrong things or mentioned using heal and purify again. Learning more slowly than slimes is what she called it. Albion often looked in shame at those healers. He didn't know if his dad was just exceptional in his rank or if those healers were incompetent. Either way, it was disappointing to see healers nearly kill someone because they didn't know how to do their job properly and didn't know what the magic they were using did.