Thud!
Wittral felt all strength leave his legs as he slumped to the ground. He stared at Inala with a saddened gaze and asked, trying to brace himself mentally but failing to gather the necessary strength to do so, "How…long…do you have?"
"Why are you like that?" Instead of the sombre atmosphere that Wittral exuded, Inala glared at him with an admonishing tone, "I'm not going to die, alright?"
"Ugh, you're being too dramatic!"
"You…you'll be alright?" Wittral said, brimming with strength upon seeing Inala nod. He got up and asked in a hurry, "What needs to be done to cure you?"
"Well, as for the Sumatra Gold, I already told you the process. As long as I become proficient in using Subtle Terrain Domination, I'll be able to cure myself." Inala spoke with hope in his tone, "As for this gender conflict, I wouldn't have selected this if I didn't have a solution for it in the first place."