The old woman started sleeping immediately. Feyra asked for something to lay her down on, receiving help from the villagers.
Shiba took care of the young woman in the meantime, carrying her next to the old woman. Now, they both were out of danger and Feyra could turn her attention to the villagers.
They all had shocked faces, unsure what to make of the scene in front of them.
"How is this possible?"
"I've heard of such cases before but... None of them were ever this extreme."
"Most put the fault on food... Though, I doubt that now... Our old lady rarely eats anything else than porridge."
"What is the cause of this?"
Murmurs and whispers went through the rows. Huo Cheng was standing to the side, his hands sweaty, afraid someone might die.
"Listen to me. This, what you see here, is poisoning. The two of them were poisoned by the same plant. Although their symptoms varried, it was the 'Beautiful blue death'. Does anyone know what I mean by that?"
