Kazmir's voice was like a Ray of Frost, freezing the party's earlier merriment.
That mushroom-covered corpse instantly surfaced in everyone's minds once more.
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Clang!
Ulag yanked out the battle axe he had just slung onto his back, his bell-sized eyes fixed fiercely on the tiefling.
A silver gleam lit Zoya's fingertips as well. She edged to the other side, cutting off any route he might take if he suddenly lashed out.
"W-Wait! What are you trying to do?!" Seeing his companions' movements, Kazmir was so frightened that even his tail went rigid. "I haven't turned into one of those disgusting things yet! It just feels a little itchy inside! Just a little!"
"Great Ilmater, grant me eyes wise enough to perceive suffering."
The Half-Orc priest Grot did not hesitate. He strode forward, thick fingers gripping his holy symbol as a soft white light bloomed from his palm and enveloped Kazmir's entire body.
This was a basic priest spell—[Detect Poison or Disease].
A few seconds later, the white light faded, and a puzzled expression appeared on Grot's face.
"Strange," he said in his deep, booming voice. "I can't sense any trace of disease or poison."
"But mushrooms are creatures of nature too, in theory..."
"Not a disease?" He Xi rapidly considered the possibilities.
Since it wasn't a physiological affliction...
"Try Detect Magic."
Grot closed his eyes again, a low prayer murmuring past his lips.
When he opened his eyes once more, a trace of blue was reflected within them.
"Lord..."
Grot jerked back half a step as if struck by lightning, instinctively covering his nose and mouth, his brow knotting tightly.
"Blockhead, what did you see?" Ulag pressed anxiously.
"It is an aura... faint, but lingering around Mr. Kazmir's head." There was undisguised revulsion in Grot's voice, something