Perplexed, Blake pressed further. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Nana hesitated for a moment before responding. "Elena wasn't the first of her kind to come to this island," she explained, her voice tinged with regret. "There were others before her, others who wielded power and influence over our people. They too left their mark upon this land, their actions shaping the course of our history."
Nana sighed heavily, her gaze distant as she spoke. "However, Elena has remained the only one we couldn't get rid of. She's... special, in a way. Unfortunately, she possesses a power and resilience unlike any we've encountered before."
Blake frowned, his mind grappling with the implications of Nana's words. "Special how?" he questioned, his curiosity piqued.
