- Cure for the curse!
- But you...
- Not me, you fool! - I nodded over my right shoulder at Laia.
- Then it's clear. Go ahead. - I entered... No, I rushed in! No, I FLEW into the hall!!!
Oh Shin. Greetings. Have you come to heal Laia?
Commendable. Very commendable. But I can only give a hint, and you will have to search for the cure yourself. The mage enters a trance, he speaks:
If only, if only, jars and bottles. Furniture for furniture. It is with the trees of the Tower of Fear. Daisies, birds, and bees. They call me to join them in the tower, to be imprisoned in absolute Oblivion. The peace of Oblivion, peace and death overtake time.
