"Are you saying he's from our bloodline?"
I was astonished to hear this at first. since I had a similar encounter with someone comparable to the guy he described a long time ago It was someone who attacked my mother, destroyed our village, and slaughtered people mercilessly. Even though I couldn't recall his name or what he was up to, he remained a mystery to me to this day. But the cruel sorcerer who didn't think twice about hurting my mother, his face, and his evil voice, was etched in my heart. With my mother's anguish, I couldn't get it out of my head.
A flinch of anger grown inside me, But then went away with a single thought of my mother's wish.
The only thing that got my attention was that, even though we got rid of him, what my grandfather said to me at that moment left me wondering. What if there were more people who betrayed our lineage? What if there were more people like him?
