Curiosity piqued, Elora followed him down a quiet corridor to a reserved room. She noticed the somber expression on Doctor Luigi’s face as they approached.
"What’s in here?" she asked, sensing something unusual.
Doctor Luigi sighed deeply, his expression grim. "We have a warrior in there. He’s suffering from a disease we can’t identify. It’s been a mystery to us, and his condition worsens every day."
Elora frowned, her medical instincts kicking in. "Tell me more."
As they entered the room, her heart squeezed in pain at the sight before her. A young warrior lay on the bed, writhing in agony. His once muscular body was now emaciated, and his skin was marred by black, inflamed veins. He convulsed periodically; his face contorted in pain.
"We’ve run every test we can think of," Doctor Lui
