The brutal torment of her clansmen was an event of the past but it still haunted her at nights. And she had come to realize that there are things more harrowing than death itself.
His lips thinned, ''Those are the creatures that sent you to this place. Why must you insist on suffering on their behalf?"
"I am not insisting on suffering on their behalf. But I cannot stand still while they are tormented to death in front of me, Your Highness. Warriors die on the battlefield and those who are kept like livestocks after the war, be it humans or demons, endlessly tortured till they lose their sanity make my heart break,'' The demon realm called her weak and pathetic and whatnot but she had never wavered in this stance of hers.
