Awake
Rama frowned upon hearing the girl's words. "Curse?"
Arsa nodded her head several times. "Yes. The curse that clung to you was quite powerful. We, I mean... I and three B-Rank healers and one A-Rank healer, had to struggle to dispel your curse every night for two days and night."
"What?! Two days?!" Rama was surprised. It had been that long already.
"Yeah. You've been unconscious for two nights and three days here," Arsa said. "Turns out, the curse's effect was incredibly strong. Mr. Roman said it's a miracle you're still alive."
Rama was certain that the primary reason he had survived was because of his mysterious power. Without it, he might not have even made it here. Hell, he might have died when the Necromancer's dark purple lightning struck him so severely.
But the healers' efforts were also significant in treating his cursed wounds promptly.
"Thank you," Rama said. "Thanks to all of you, I'm still alive."