"You have to try more." T'Challa pleads to Shuri with despair, he should have protected you from the anthrax bomb, but he failed. Now you're here, in between the land of the living and the ancestral plane.

“The infection is spreading. We may don't have too much time and options to save her.”

"There must be another way." Screw technology. You're not going to meet the ancestors because of his errors.

"Administer the herb." He was praying for Bast to allow you to have the victory over this battle.

"But my ki-"

"Bast will make her a pantheress. Bast will save her, enough of your technology. GIVE HER THE HERB!"