Seolhyun was using all of her energy to keep up her strut. She moved down the streets as if she was the most important person in the city. For all anyone knew, it definitely could be the case, at least until they looked into her face and saw that her body was decaying. Unfortunately for her, the plague looked similar to how she looked, so the chances of managing to find work selling her body was greatly reduced. But then again, as long as her pussy worked, then anyone wouldn't mind fucking her if they put a pillow over her head. Nevertheless, she finally made it to the Eastern Docks. Her muscles screamed in agony as she kept her head held high. She raised her cloak over her head, covering her face as she walked into one of the many brothels on the street. She examined the environment, her competition. If she could keep her face covered and flaunt more of her assets, perhaps she could get some work. She undid one of the buttons on her leather top, untying the string keeping the button and strands together and letting it hang a little lower. No one could see her breasts, but the cleavage of her D cups were definitely on display. If anyone came close, she intended to touch them, grind on them, and try and grab some time with them. Men didn't last long anyway.<br/><br/>Choa was surprised that the District that was supposed to be full of trading was completely empty. Her fingers played with the cork on her healing potion as she stumbled into the district. Her eyes caught the sign, warning of a Deadly Plague, and all of the color left her face. A 90% mortality rate! What if the plague moved from just this district towards the others! What if Jisoo fell under the Plague while she was gone! Making up her mind, Choa pushed the potion deeper into her pocket, deciding against selling it despite how much it appeared to be worth. She walked up to one of the merchants, smiling as she placed her armband-covered wrist into her pocket. "Hello there, I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help you guys out? I'm desperately in need of money and I can do whatever you guys need." She smiled brightly, even though the exhaustion was obvious in her face. "Please?"<br/><br/>Back in the Southern District, Lisa could tell immediately that the armor upon her bodies was valuable. This place was a complete slum, and Lisa's hope was beginning to run out as they moved down the road. But right as Lisa was about to turn and move back to the center of the city, she saw the Church. If anyone from the group could see her, they'd find out that this was the biggest smile she ever had in her life. She looked at the line, and noticed that they probably weren't going to be able to get a meal for a while if they stayed in line. So... helping it was. She walked inside of the church, smiling at whoever was in charge as she kept Blackwing close by, both as a threat and a promise for help. "Hello there. I and my friend are warriors from the South. We are starving, and my team really needs some food. I promise that once we're fed, I can work for the rest of the day for you. I just... really need something in my stomach."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Jisoo stirred in her sleep, but still remained knocked out. If only she was awake to help Lisa right now...