Michelle quickly drew her arm back and used the Water of Life to take care of her wound. She put down her sleeve and went back to her normal self, as if nothing had happen.
Benjamin stared at the well as though he saw the Gates of Hell opening.
"You..."
"What are you worried about? It’s not a real plague. It’s just a curse," Michelle looked weak but her voice was just as cold as ever. "What we need now is a diversion. Those who are cursed will show plague symptoms. Alongside with that huge Water Ball you’ve created, the capital will be in complete turmoil. Under the public pressure, the Church would not be able to hold the borders down and we would be able to escape then."
She intentionally paused and smiled sarcastically, "You weren’t thinking that I would spread a real plague into the city, right?"
"..."
Benjamin let out a sigh of relief.
