As you walk past the outskirts of the ruined camp, your eyes catch a brief, brutal scene. A red-haired woman — filthy, trembling — is shoved to the ground by one of the Crow Bandits. Her clothes are torn and barely cover her body. Several teeth are missing, and fresh bruises bloom across her pale skin. She clutches herself, trying shielding her body as a boot comes down hard against her back. She doesn’t scream. She just endures. For a moment, she looks up, dazed — and in her eyes, there's no anger. Only quiet resignation.You watch from afar... What are you going to do?