"I've heard of clerics being able to create food and water, but being able to make a cursed fruit... sounds like the devil's work," Nala says with a small growl. Her usual self is beginning to come back to the forefront now that the poison is coming out of her body. Eventually, she does stand up, feeling stronger than ever. "I feel like I've been afforded more divine might to deal with what's to come," She states. "But the only way to find out is to keep exploring."