Aiwass retraced his steps back along the original path.
Climbing over the barren hills, crossing the filthy river.
It was a full half-hour after he reached the abandoned warehouse that had stored stones before… Aiwass finally met the curse.
A severe discomfort suddenly surged deep within his body.
It was like having a cold and a fever, his body began to shiver uncontrollably, and he became cold. Soon after, his limbs started to weaken, the breath he exhaled heated up, and his skin began to ache—this was the subcutaneous nerves starting to be damaged by the curse.
Such a familiar feeling.
"...So slow, it only comes now."
Aiwass murmured in a low voice, his steps gradually becoming slow and heavy.
He felt his eyes turn red and swollen with pain, and a dull, throbbing ache began to emanate from his head.
He mockingly said to himself, "It's almost like a return to childhood."
This was the "Fever Curse." It was the same curse that he had previously dispelled from Little Aiwass.
