Sang is chosen for the Culling, a series of fights to the death that are generally played by men. In fact, Sang is the first woman selected, well, ever. As the games start, and Sang forms bonds with a group of nine men, she comes to realize that the...
I really didn't see the big deal and felt somewhat uncomfortable with the attention, but when Silas stripped out of his shirt and gave it to me to use as a medical gown, I dazedly agreed to an examination.
It wasn't until after I had been left alone in the cabin to change (under the cloak, of course) before I even realized what I had agreed to.
Darn them. They knew my weakness now.
So now, here I was - being poked and prodded once again. I was sure that the public found all of this to be fascinating.
"Dr Sean," I said in an exasperated tone as Sean pressed under my neck and arms. "I still don't think this is necessary."
"Pookie, don't argue with the doctor. You did say that you felt slightly nauseous yesterday, right?" Sean's voice was light, but his gaze concerned as he finished palpating my skin and moved to take my pulse. Then he frowned as he muttered under his breath. "What I wouldn't give for my travel kit right about now..."
"Do you think she's actually sick?" Owen asked after a moment. He had sat on the other end of the cot and he watched Sean's examination carefully. "I mean, I know this isn't the best working environment, but still. You should be able to tell if something major was amiss, right?"
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Sean
I heard Owen's question, but was still going through a mental list of everything that I knew about the mystery that was Ignis Cerebri.
No one has been able to figure out the origins of the disease, or it's evolution, so we only had a limited working knowledge.
All we knew was that Ignis Cerebri had only affected the population after the Cataclysm had taken place, and that the disease targeted only females. From our experience, a girl was most susceptible to the disease before she was five, and again when she was around sixteen.
At the moment, there was no way to prevent the disease, no own cure, and zero cases of survival once infected. All manner of society had been affected in one way or another, and fear was rampant.
