"Page 334, paragraph six, lines five through eight," Linnae spat, "That's all you'll need. Unfortunately, the cure to the ceremony Thunder preformed on the guardians is in shreds."Krystal's grip tightened, threatening to bite it right off. "If you want to keep your talon, or your reputation among Thunder's army," she chuckled for a second, as if sharing some private joke, "I suggest you reverse the dark venom on Sylvia."