Lyle and the witch doctor watched in astonishment from the side, unable to believe their eyes, as Mason's transformation was incredibly apparent—within the time it takes for a cup of tea to be consumed, he seemed to have become a different person.
"This... this is healed?"
Lyle was a bit incredulous, as it was truly beyond belief.
If it were a common illness, he wouldn't be so shocked, but this was an epidemic, a fearsome plague, and it was just healed like that?
Although not completely healed, it was certainly much better than before.
Luna Sutton nodded slightly, "This is only temporary. To achieve full recovery, one needs to drink for two more days."
She said this, instructing Lyle to arrange for beastmen to distribute the water from the wooden barrel to other infected beastmen and females in the tribe.
At the same time, she instructed that this water must be distributed, one bowl per person, neither more nor less.
