Boring

When Archer saw the man, he felt the mana radiating from him, but it was broken and disfigured, which caught his attention. He turned to Hecate, who smiled at him as she spoke. ''He comes in because he is still suffering the effects of the last war.''

He nodded as the man shuffled to the front. As the man drew nearer, Archer estimated him to be in his thirties, though life had taken its toll on him. When he stopped at the counter, he bowed his head to Hecate.

''Morning Hecate. Is the medicine ready?''

The moon elf nodded and took out a bottle, but Archer used his dragon eyes to scan the man's body and realized there was poison infesting his body, which was causing the pain, so he asked. ''Human. Who poisoned you?''

As he spoke, Hecate and the man looked at him with strange expressions before the elf asked. ''Husband? What do you mean by that?''