890 Excuse Me?

"Will?"

"Oh, erm... It says his Oracle Heal is level 5. Level 2 (+3) to be exact." Will stuttered, struggling to recover from his dumbfoundedness. "Wait, I'm sending you what I see."

"Just read me what it says." Jake sighed, unable to explain to him why he couldn't access his bracelet. It might have worked, as with the earlier Oracle System notification, but he'd rather not have to explain himself.

The merchant found nothing suspicious in his request and read aloud, "The owner of the Oracle Device will have his injuries, regardless of severity, treated instantly. Range: 100 meters of radius. Allies within the range of the Oracle Heal and designated by the owner of the Oracle Device are also healed. Number of uses: 5 times per Ordeal. Outside Ordeals: the Aether Cost is 100 times that of the Green Cube. Remaining uses: 1/5."

Jake and Ryne were speechless. Aurum had planned it well. This countermeasure was perfect, as if he had foreseen his own demise.