There wasn't much he could do in regards to the whole fiasco going on. Like, his essence knows about this stuff, but that didn't mean he could help with the cure; and he's never been much for being a doctor or mage when it came to caring for people. He was better at protecting which was why checking out the stalls and trying to pick out any poisoned produce to dispose of was better suited for him.

But right before he can reach the next stall, already there was an older man chewing away on an apple mentioning something wrong.

Well... damn.

"H-Hey! Put that down!"