"How is any of this your fault?" Friya hugged her, soon joined by Phloria who caressed Quylla's head and tried to calm her down enough to make sense. "You didn't call the undead here nor did you tell those idiots to ogle at me as if I'm just a piece of meat."
"Everything is my fault." Quylla replied. "I accepted that stupid ring back at the academy because I was jealous of Phoria and Lith. I killed Yurial and Mom almost died because I was too weak to fight the slave item.
"That day, I put you in front of an impossible decision that years later has ruined your career. If when I came to your house for the first time I refused being adopted, now you would be happy and I would have received the punishment I deserve.
"Mom should have given up on me and saved you from Deirus. Both at the academy and at Kulah, I failed to save anyone. I'm just a useless orphan. If it wasn't for me, you and Friya would be treated as the heroes you are.
