You seemed so fragile, so afraid whilst you were curled up into a ball sobbing in fear, as curses ate everyone you loved in the village.

You were basically shaking and crying, trying to hide from it all. You seemed so innocent and terrified. A man's voice was heard from behind you, as he held his hand out for you to take, "You'll be okay, come with me." He softly spoke, smiling down at you. It seemed as if you were the only non-sorcerer he'd spare… and in all honesty, he didn't know why.