Chapter Type: Character Interaction, New Ability
There is one truth about muddy roads; nobody wants you running on them. Not only are they slick and slippery, but most people on that road have some unreasonable expectation of remaining clean.
So, I had to make my way, at a painstakingly slow walking pace. I looked about with my senses, and discovered that I disliked what I could see.
Disease is a problem during siege, even when your enemy isn't trying to spread it through your camp. I could see how the Daurians could believe it was a curse; it showed where the enemy had and hadn't been active.
And my efforts, I am sorry to say, seemed to matter as much as an eyedropper to a bathtub.
Just three tents shy of the Fifth Support, the diseases stopped, as though the ever-present wards against evil and spirits had affected them as well.
Tang Ning was in the fourth tent I checked. "Tang Ning! You will be glad to know your armor is on the wall."