I'm going to rewrite this chapter. I'm sorry if it isn't what you were looking forward to. I'm really sorry.
MISTAIKE'S P. O. V. cont'd
Everything was razed to the ground. It was such a horrible sight. The men were harpooned down. Most of the women and even children had cold heavy handcuffs placed on their hands.
Yes, including me.
Our eyes were blindfolded. I remember getting torn away from my older sister. We were orphans and only had each other. It was traumatizing.
I had my hands locked in a cold cuff and then put in a cart heading to only God knew where. They never reached their destination because the cart they drove us in was ambushed on the way.
We had been rescued by a group of adventurers who were very nice to us. There were about six women and seven children who had been rescued.
I was part of them.
Then we were all taken to a huge house where you met me. I was the only one that had remained.
Everyone else had either joined another guild or something. To be brutally honest, I had felt worthless.
For about thirteen years nobody felt I was worthy to join their guild. It was so depressing.
But I'm happy you finally came along to take me out. I am really grateful.
Ren here. Don't mind the author who had made this as concise as possible. I know right. She missed all the good spots of the story. Don't worry.
So, we've all heard Mistaike's story and honestly it's heart-wrenching. This is just like watching a movie. All in all, she broke down in tears as soon as she finished her story. "Don't be sad, we are here for you," I had encouraged and consoled her.
It really wasn't easy for one to feel depressed and all.
Am I boring you? I'm sorry. Welp the next chapter will be a W. So just act like you didn't see this. Yes, just act like you didn't.