"How are they?" Ailwin had Kaze and his army's healers attending the wounded soldiers.
"Commander, we were able to treat their wounds but…" The chief healer spoke.
"What is it?" Ailwin had had a rough night and the last thing he wanted to hear was that something was wrong with his men.
"Sir, some of the men are experiencing symptoms that we can't explain nor understand."
Ailwin was silent for a while, his face was unreadable to the people around him.
"Let me see."
The healers nodded their heads and showed him to three men lying on beds. One of them was Braeden.
The chief leader walk over to Braeden's bed and pulled back the sheet covering his chest.
Dark spots covered his torso and his arms were swelling. To everyone else in the room it was a horrible sight but for Ailwin, he had saw symptoms far worst than Braeden's; he remembered Lord Elre's.
His infection….and so are the other two.