Nyra wasn't foolish enough to sacrifice herself for random strangers. She cared about humanity, but at the limit where she could help them within her power.
The moment she saw those brutes targeting Meira, she knew that something shady was going on. There were two other women besides them, their hands and feet bound. The disheveled clothes and numb eyes…
She wanted to save those people — the pitiful women. What those brutes did to them was absolutely unacceptable. It was something she couldn't tolerate the most.
Nyra always gave her mixed feeling. Even after she no longer acted spoiled, Nyra sometimes treated her well, and other times, she looked like she wanted nothing to do with her–as if she wished Zerra could be as far away as possible.
It couldn't have been the effect of the crumbling plot, could it?
"Zerra, watch out!"
Zerra was mulling over the complexities surrounding her eldest sister when she heard someone shouting a warning.
