Maybe it was fate for what he had done to the human so long ago, but after the meeting with the necromancer and signing up for the tournament something just didn’t feel right within the demon’s body. Sure the pale fighter had gained strength, but against what was known as the cold he had no clue what to do and neither did his body. Vuoto lay on the cave floor feeling awful, the cool floor a nice change from the slight sweating coming about from the illness.
Feeling horrid, the demon began to weakly push himself up and headed to the tournament to see the brackets. Being stopped by the bouncers because of the pale warrior’s illness, he still managed to look at the brackets on the way back out. When seeing who he was up against, the demon simply left and teleported away only to collapse under a cool overhang to breathe heavily.
Lettuki had decided to rest at his ship for a small bit before the tourney officially, he felt a bit hungry and while he did consider consuming some of the food at the vendors, he decided he much rather try out some more of those weird wings he had fallen in love with. He thankfully had quite a few bags of the wings stored on his ship, he figured if he was going to fly, at least he'd have better food than those flavorless M.R.Es that he used to eat during his mercenary years.
Walking toward the ship that was parked near his good old cave, Lettuki suddenly felt an all to familiar ki signature nearby, except it was rather low and felt off. Unsure what to think of it, Lettuki took to the air and flew toward the source, he knew Jaci and Enyo were just fine, he had just spoken to the two of them not long ago, it couldn't be the hybrid or the bug, those two had disappeared elsewhere and would probably avoid the saiyan. That only left the demon who had disappeared not longer after their last meeting, but he figured the demon was off training under some mediation that lowered their ki signature or perhaps they were training off world, either way he didn't really think too much about his disappearance, but to sense him again in this shape didn't spell anything good.
Or so he thought, instead he found the demon laying just underneath a small overhang, breathing a bit heavy but otherwise he seemed fine in terms of injuries. Lettuki walked toward the demon before stopping to lean against the wall and crossing his arms. "Fancy meeting you here." Lettuki said with a smirk. "So let me guess...." Lettuki said before pausing and putting his hand toward his chin as he thought what could be wrong.
Vuoto was a magic type, maybe one of the best and while it was true the necromancer easily trapped the demon, he assumed that was a one time deal, so that ruled out curses and whatnot. The demon wasn't in any pain or suffering from any obvious injuries, yet something was making him feel weak. Was he ill? Could demon even get ill? Could he not even magic the illness away? Questions for a later time.
"I'm going to go with "You're sick", final answer" Lettuki said with a small chuckle to himself. The saiyan shook his head before sitting beside the demon. "So I assume you got some medication for that? Or are you trying to brute your way through it?" Lettuki asked the demon, trying to figure out why he was here when he should be resting.
Vuoto lay under the cool overhang, thankful for the cold against his sweating skin yet the man had refused to take off the cloak despite having a fever as weakness usually resulted in someone's demise. While it was true there was no visible injury, the heat coming from the demon was unnatural and definitely gave the vibe of sickness. Having no experience with sicknesses of this kind as it was a earthling-based one, the demon's body was in an uproar and refused to let him work properly. When Lettuki suddenly spoke, the pale fighter raised his head and tried to get into a normal state quickly enough as if nothing was wrong but only managed to sit up and when he spoke his breathing was heavy which indicated that the sickness was also getting worse / was bad already.
"What is sickness? Is that what this putrid feeling is that has corrupted my entire body?"