Nadine crouched behind the shattered wall with Samantha, Ethan, and George beside her. From the broken window she kept her eyes locked on Myles' back as he walked alone toward the rotting house.
Her face stayed calm, determined, and unshaken. But inside, she was the most worried.
Myles had saved her life. Without him, she would have suffered a fate worse than death. She would have been raped by those three men and left on the street to be devoured by monsters. That memory still burned deep in her mind.
Because of him, she now stood here alive. She had become strong and armed with a magical weapon and power she never imagined she would wield.
A debt she could never fully repay.
"If I were stronger, I would stand beside him," she thought, bitterness tightening her chest. "Even with this weapon and my level… I'm still not enough."
She clenched her jaw.
"No. I can't think like that. I'll do my part. I'll help him the best I can."
