Morrighan was also looking at the man, who called himself a healer. He wasnâ€™t very tall but he looked like a person you didnâ€™t want to fight with. Also the reaction of the villagers indicated that he wasnâ€™t the kindest heart around. But his eyes looked sharp and actually rather friendly in a strange way. She listened to Demetreâ€™s words and awaited the reply of the man.<br/><br/>â€œThe plague?â€ The man then asks. He looked rather interested but then a frown appeared on his face. â€œWhat do you know of the plague, boy?â€ The man was rather stubborn if it was about young people and their knowledge. He shook his head and sighed as Demetre offered him money for his help. â€œWhat? Does it look like I am one of those beggars?â€ He nodded at the other villagers and narrowed his eyes. â€œI donâ€™t want your money, boy. Now come before I change my mind.â€ The man walked off towards a large and old house. It was grey and lonely compared to the other houses. It stood next to the gates of the village. â€œAre you coming or what?!â€ He then yelled. â€œJeez..â€