Xin contemplated the necessity of explaining his crafting skills, but in the current chaos, everyone might deemed it unimportant.
Rather, he might even receive gratitude from the others once the crisis passed.
Furthermore, holding the cure granted him a bargaining advantage.
Thoughts of Victor crossed Xin's mind. He wondered about Victor's well-being. A mix of concern and uncertainty lingered in his thoughts.
While a part of him hoped that Victor hadn't fallen victim to the sickness, another part wished for his safety.
What a weird feeling. Xin mused to himself and went over to Maya's direction.
Meanwhile, down in the battlefield, Victor sneezed, a sensation that made him feel as if someone were talking about him. He chuckled at the idea before putting on his mask.