I never saw this coming; the shop owner, inhaling the rest of the bread in one go, forced us to make a tough call. Sure, I'm the leader of the Raiders Party, but this decision is way too heavy for me to make on my own.
"You heard the man, folks, what's our answer going to be!"
Wait a minute, I can talk. Even though the curse effect is still on me, my mouth is moving just fine. What about my hand! Nope, just like the rest of my body, my hand isn't moving either. Seeing my bewildered state, the shop owner couldn't help but chime in.
"For a short while, I neutralized a small fraction of the curse. You don't have much time; when it's over, the pain will come back twice as hard!"
That's right, I haven't felt any pain since we got attacked. It must be the shop owner's doing; no one's better at pulling strings behind the scenes than him anyway.
"I say we drop a hard quest. Like Four Faces, for example!"
