"Really?!" Raelia's expression turned to delight, as she asked excitedly.
For years, she had been striving, but the Centaur Tribe had no way to solve this problem.
She had even traveled to lands of several other races to inquire, even consulting the witch.
However, no satisfactory answers had ever been given.
When she spoke of the curse attached to her sister, others neither understood nor had they ever heard of it.
She was nearly in despair, only able to watch her sister suffer from weakness and pain.
Now that Kana said he might be able to solve it, it was like a flicker of firelight ignited in her despair.
"Until I see the specific problem, any guarantee is meaningless," Kana said slowly.
"If you can solve this problem, you will be the tribe's benefactor.
The tribe needs a shaman, and right now she's the only shaman." The chieftain said directly from the side.
Raelia didn't care about any of this, she hurriedly pulled Kana into the tent.
Upon entering the tent.
