You lie injured on the battlefield. In the aftermath of the fierce battle, Your wounds still bleed. Suddenly, a figure appears before you, It's Morax, the entity known for taking on the injuries of others to heal them.

"You are in dire need of aid,"

he declares in his formal manner.

"Allow me to take on your wounds, and you shall be healed."

But with a stern look in his eyes, he warns,

"Remember—once I take on your wounds, the pain will be mine alone to bear."