I was sitting in my room on my bed staring at her while she sleeps.

The spell effect should have been gone by now, but i guess she was mentally exhausted.

I heaved a long sigh and fell to my side over my billow .. I feel exhausted too.. I don’t know what to do.

I know that what Torfick said isn’t wrong, I don’t want to put anyone here in danger, not after what we have known so far. But at the same time i feel bad for her, she has literally no one, she is in this world alone, and it’s not like she had any hand in any of the things that happened.

I closed my eyes, going back in time, remembering that awful day, i too was left alone suddenly so I partially can feel how lost she may be, my situation was definitely not like hers, i had Diana after all, and i had familiar people all around me, i had things that helped me get through.

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Remembering that day, my mother left around noon to treat someone who needed healing. that person was in a village just few hours away from where we lived, i was twelve so i was old enough to take care of the house by myself, Diana’s family was not that far so I could go to them whenever i needed something.

I remember preparing some potions that day, i would work on that whenever my mother had work to do, it made time pass for me faster while waiting.

A man came knocking on the door screaming about his young boy being attacked by a monster.

I opened the door and let them in, we get these kind of visitors often, people get attacked by monsters a lot around here; since our village was a mining Village near the foot of the mountain, and there were a lot of monsters there.

The man was crying about his boy who was obviously in a really bad state, but my mother wasn’t gonna get back anytime soon, i knew if he waited for her the boy may die.

“Please, you are her daughter right, you know how to heal, please help my boy” I remember him begging for his son to be treated, but I wasn’t supposed to heal yet, i know how to heal, but since i didn’t know how to use scan and i still have yet to develop my healer senses I couldn’t possibly heal. Sure i can help with the visible wounds, but from what i saw he had few, his fatal injuries aren’t visible, i’m sure there is some internal ones and they needed someone who was more experienced than me.

“We should wait for my mother, she can help him more than i do!” I remember saying that to him.

“My boy will be dead by then, please heal him!” I couldn’t do that, I didn’t want to risk doing something that will kill him instead of helping him, but if i left him he will die eventually too.

I was hesitant and afraid, I didn’t have experience and I didn’t want to make mistakes that would hurt others, i kept refusing him and instead i managed to convince him to wait for my mother.

We waited and waited and I could see the boy getting weaker and weaker, his father was crying beside him praying for him; and just when the sun was about to sit my mother has finally arrived.

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I remember her tired face, her clothes were drenched with blood, i’m sure it was a tough day for her.

The man ran over to her and grabbed her from her shoulders shaking her hard and begging her to save his boy.

My mother hurried inside to where the boy was, laying on the table in the middle of the room with some blankets underneath him.

She started scanning him right away, but in few seconds she stepped back from the table and looked to that man shaking Her head; as there is nothing she can do.

At that moment I realized that the boy was already dead, i felt my heart sink inside of me.

The man however went into rage refusing the truth, he demanded my mother to save him, to do something but as much as he asked she couldn’t do anything.

I remember his eyes looking at me penetrating my soul with his anger. His words at that time still rings inside my head.

“It’s all because of you”

“It’s all because of me!”

He drew the knife he had attached to his belt and jumped at my mother stabbing her over and over and over.

I screamed at the sight before me and ran over to her, i have to heal her, i have to save her.

But the man grabbed me from my hair and pinned me to the ground.

“Look, she is going to die soon, and you will be watching her die, just like you made me watch my son die” he whispered into my ear and stuffed a cloth inside of my mouth preventing me from talking or screaming. “Now let’s wait and watch”

My face was few feet away from her, my eyes locked with hers, I could feel cold sweat running over my body, his hand still grabbing my hair twisting it between his fingers with every move i try to make. I need to heal her, i need to save her. She will die.. i twisted and tried to struggle, I didn’t care if my hair got pulled off by him, I didn’t care about the pain running through my head. But he was bigger and stronger than me. He was sitting there not breaking a sweat just looking at her, waiting for her to die.

Her blood on the floor reached my face eventually, it was warm and thick, I could see her eyes losing life, there is a thin line of blood running down of her mouth, and she was trying to say something but I never knew what it was. I never knew.

I was laying there watching her go cold and never being able to save her.

Never able to touch her.

Never able to say anything to her.

Never able to hear her last words.

My heart ached remembering that day.

If i did try to save that boy maybe my mother would still be here.

It’s because i did nothing i lost her.

I opened my eyes and looked at kira, she bas no one at all.

Back then i had Diana by my side to get me through that, i swore to never be that hopeless again, i got in terms with myself after along battle with it.

It’s been 10 years since then, sometimes it feels like a distant nightmare and other times it feels like it just happened yesterday.

A tear burned the edge of my eye. I sat up and wiped it with my sleeve then i stood and walked over to her bed. I stood over her and looked at her sleeping face.

Why do i care?

Because she reminds me of myself.

Why do i need to help her?

I don’t want to stay and look from the sideline while i may be able to help.

What should i do?

I need to take that thing out of her.

How do i do that?

I put my left hand over her chest and tried to sense her organs inside, her heart beating slowly and in a stable rhythm, her lungs breathing in and out. Something the size of my fest is just there in between them, I know it’s there because I can’t feel that exact area. I should try to open a path around it and eject it outside.

I put my right hand over her head to stimulate more of the sleep drug to make sure she doesn’t wake up while i’m doing this, it will be so painful she wouldn’t be able to stand it.

Now let’s do that.

Just when i was a about to start i felt a presence behind me.

“What do you think you are doing?”

The voice was so deep that it felt like it didn’t even belong to a human, i’m sure it’s didn’t.

I felt a drop of sweat run down the back of my neck.

I took my hands away from Kira and turned around slowly.

A shadowy presence was hovering just few feet away from me with two holes that seems like they serve as eyes.

“If you ever dare to take my crystal away, i will kill each and everyone of you miserable lot”

As soon as it declared that, it dissipated into thin air.

I forgot how to breath and i felt like i was going to suffocate. I dropped down to my knees trying to take a breath, my hands on the floor and my body was shaking.

“What ..was that?”