In his room, Daniel packed a few clothes into his leather satchel, slinging it over his shoulder. Enough for three days and three nights.
But before he stepped outside, he checked the time he had left to live.
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[ Time left: 6d 11h 29m 48s ]
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In the bustling Arcane Village marketplace, Daniel handed four copper coins to the wagoner, climbed down from the wagon, and walked purposefully toward the medicine stall.
"Excuse me, sir," he said with a neutral expression.
The man greeted him warmly. "How can I help you, young man?"
Daniel explained that he was looking for a medicine, potion, or any herbal recipe that could help him manage pain.
The man's eyes flicked to the colorful vials on the shelves before he drew a thick, worn book from a wooden drawer, and began flipping through it like a dictionary.
