When Lucien entered the medical wing, he found Kier already awake, propped up by Shian, who was scanning his vitals and adjusting the settings on a nearby diagnostic console. Despite the paleness on Kier's face, his eyes sparked with awareness.
"Dad…" Kier's voice was hoarse but steady.
Lucien knelt beside the bed, placing a gentle hand on his son's shoulder. "How do you feel?"
Kier gave a slight nod. "Better than before… just tired."
"Your mom made this." Lucien handed him a crystalline vial filled with an iridescent, golden liquid. "Drink the elixir, son. It'll help push out the contamination."
Without hesitation, Kier uncorked the vial and drank. The moment the liquid touched his throat, a violent shudder ran through him. He clutched his stomach, eyes widening in shock as pain coursed through his core. A guttural groan escaped his lips as he hunched forward.
"Shian, now!" Lucien barked.