Murim Recurve

"Ugh," Re'Kha woke up at the sounds of knocking, feeling sluggish all over. Her joints ached while she felt a splitting headache. Her face was heating up while her limbs were freezing over.

Re'Kha felt weak, feeling difficulty in moving. She activated her Wind Qi perception, extending it to beyond her room as she saw the figure of Burfuna Ki'Nha at the door. She was repeatedly knocking, the sounds turning louder as time passed.

She noticed the thin lines on her face—representing the eyes, nose line, and lips—change form, barely making out that Ki'Nha was feeling anxious. Intending to reply to her, Re'Kha opened her mouth, "Coming!"

She shouted, noticing her voice was thin, almost inaudible. But, something strange happened. When she shouted, the grey sand before her mouth vibrated. But, unlike before when the vibration spread radially as a wave, it travelled as a packet this time.

The vibrating sand was like a bubble as it moved like an arrow, shooting straight towards the door before slamming into it. It transferred all its vibration into the door.

'What was that?' Re'Kha was shocked as she noticed the knocking had stopped.

Standing outside the room, Ki'Nha had heard her voice, though weak and muffled. The sound coursed through the door and resounded, allowing her to hear it. That was why she stopped knocking on the door.

'I almost feared something had happened to her.' Ki'Nha heaved a sigh of relief, watching the door open as the figure of Re'Kha peeked out. "Lady Re'Luk, let's head to the hospital immediately. Your condition is even worse as compared to yesterday."

"What time is it?" Re'Kha muttered weakly, extending her perception to notice the three girls and the remaining two Royal Clan ladies were absent. They were probably tailing the girls while they shopped in the market.

"It's still morning," Ki'Nha replied. Their figure of the time was neither accurate nor had a definite value. They only followed the terms of morning, afternoon, evening, night, midnight, and daybreak.

So, everything they spoke with respect to the time was vague. They didn't have a system of measurement put in place for it. The only thing they followed was measuring time in breaths. It was because their Pranic Arts worked in conjunction with their breaths.

The palm projection could only exist for a single breath in time. If someone held in their breath, it would last longer. So, even this concept only gave them a vague measurement. When they talked about time in breaths, they took the average duration a person took to breathe.

Everyone had a general estimate about the duration a breath would take on average. Re'Kha nodded, "Please sit inside. I'll be back quickly."

As she had already taken a bath the night before, Re'Kha just freshened up and returned soon after. Upon seeing her, Ki'Nha got up from her seat, "Shall we get going, Lady Re'Luk?"

"Is it fine for you to not accompany your children?" Re'Kha strapped the money pouch to her hip, not carrying anything else with her. She had refilled its contents the previous night after the three girls had left.

Currently, it contained 6 Fifty RuQi coins, 10 Twenty RuQi coins, 10 Ten RuQi coins, and some spare change of One and Two RuQi coins. She was carrying more than 600 RuQi with her. It was to pay for the treatment.

Depending on the severity of the condition, the treatment cost would increase. So, she ensured to keep enough money on her. After all, the doctor she was visiting was a Harmoniser specialised in the art of healing.

There was no distinction between a normal doctor and a Harmoniser that was a doctor. Their base skills were pretty much the same and hence were addressed the same. But, the only difference between them was the fact that the Harmoniser Doctor possessed a Pranic Avatar geared towards healing people.

Their Pranic Avatar was a miraculous being that was capable of healing people. It was the only one of its kind in their entire country and had long gone extinct in the wilds. Now, the only proof of its existence was the Pranic Avatar it lived on as.

"Thank you for worrying about me," Re'Kha thanked, closing the door as they exited the room. She locked it, placed the key in her pouch, and secured it tightly to her waist. She wasn't afraid it would be stolen, for she wasn't planning to walk through the market for the time being, not until she was fully healed.

The two walked towards the mechanical lift as the servant stationed on the floor rang its bell, watching the lift slowly move up the floors until it arrived on their floor. As they boarded it, she rang the bell once again.

The mechanical lift slowly descended as Re'Kha couldn't help but remark in praise once again, "Have you seen such a stable lift before?"

"Not until recent," Ki'Nha nodded, "We purchased five of them from the Ju Clan the moment some of our Clansmen praised it after using it in an inn."

"What about you, Lady Re'Luk," She looked at Re'Kha as she knocked the lift walls once, "Do you wish to buy one for your Clan too?"

"It's far away," Re'Kha shook her head, "Besides, I am a traveller. So, I have no use even if my Clan purchases one."

Soon, they reached the ground floor, walking out as Re'Kha saw the servants bow towards them while on the way. She felt a bit awkward at their display of gratitude when she noticed the lady at the counter look her way before whispering to a servant.

The servant nodded and dashed out of the inn, soon coming back with a cycle rickshaw. There was a cycle rickshaw stand quite near to the inn, as they were located in a place with a lot of floating population.

It was a luxurious carriage, wide enough for four people to sit comfortably within. It was driven by two people seated at the front on their cycles.

The moment she saw the cycle rickshaw, Re'Kha muttered, "The inn owner is spending a lot of money."

"He's someone of fine character and cannot rest easy until he at least repays some of the gratitude he feels." Ki'Nha smiled, "That's why we influenced our children to stay in this inn in the first place. This place has good service and the staff are professionals."