Memories of the past surged through Diana's mind like a relentless tide, dragging her back in time.
There is no justice for the weak.
This was a lesson ingrained in her soul from an age far too young. At only eleven years old, she had already learned the harsh truths of a world that turned a blind eye to suffering.
The defining moment came when she was just six. The recollection of her parents and her home village, engulfed by a wave of magic beasts, haunted her. Those ravenous creatures had descended upon her life like a storm, leaving nothing but devastation in their wake. The townsfolk of Southhallow whispered the story, their voices laced with a mix of pity and disdain. They spoke of how her village had been reduced to mere "food" for the beasts, consumed in a matter of moments.
