10 minutes after Morana walked in there was no sound coming from the house to indicate any activity. This greatly stressed everyone, especially Emir.
He managed to forge a more special relationship, with the girl, during their stay in the dream city than anyone else. Now it was stressful to watch her tragic past.
Just as he was about to rush into the house, dull noises were heard from inside.
"Thum, thump"
Soon a crawling 12-year-old girl appeared in everyone's vision. Her resolute attitude was clearly written on her face as she used her hands to crawl out of the house bit by bit.
People couldn't help but feel surprised and amazed as they watched her. They were still immersed in the happening when Morana walked out of the house behind Sara.
After walking out neither of the two paid them any attention as they continued to move forward.
The group watched in amazement as the two communicated tacitly. One directing, while the other following and tending to her wounds.
Soon time passed like this and Sara managed to clean herself, stop the bleeding of the wounds, apply the medicine and manage them.
The next seven days the same situation continued and Sara's wounds were healing bit by bit. Her family's bodies were still in the same place as before and week after week passed like this.
Two months later she could finally walk and her wounds were mostly healed. She also managed to dig graves for her family and bury them.
And finally, after the funeral, Morana officially started training her.
She was like a devil, training Sara day and night, fighting, killing, hunting, and so on
The group observed as the 12-year-old girl changed more and more and as she became stronger so did her will for revenge.
After all, this was the deal she made with the devil, strength, and power for revenge.
Each time she walked in the streets of the once warm and bustling village, she yearned for revenge. Yearned for the day when the blood of these beasts painted her weapon when she would rip to shreds with her bare hands and feel their warm, dirty blood go cold.
The group noticed the situation and they couldn't help but worry. They didn't understand what Morana was trying to do by training young Sara.
Two years passed like this and Sara was now 14. There was no trace of previous childishness left in her.
On the 2nd anniversary of the massacre, Morana once again pulled Sara to do daily training.
In the evening during dinner, she finally spoke the words Sara has been waiting for so long.
"You are ready. We shall start the next phase." And with these simple words, Morana started shuttering Sara's mind prison bit by bit.
It took them 3 weeks to find the lair of the bandits.
The group and Sara watched unsuspected bandits go on by their business. Finally, night covered everything, and Just as Sara was about to start her plan she noticed that Morana wasn't moving.
"Something?" She asked.
"You must do this by yourself. From here on we won't help you. You are ready and if you want revenge then you must achieve it with your own power." Said Morana.
Sara was stunned by Morana's sudden words and it would be a lie to say that her confidence wasn't shaken at all, but she has waited for this moment for 2 years, trained for this every day. She wasn't about to give it up.
So, after a moment of pause, Sara turned around and leaped towards the bandits' lair.
"Are you sure she is going to be okay?" Asked Emir with a visible worry.
"This part she must do herself or she won't ever overcome it."
"Sara's worst nightmare isn't just the death of her family, it's also her powerlessness and inability to take revenge." Said Ezra.
"What if she fails?" Asked Lulu.
"She won't." Said Morana with such resolution no one could defy her.
Soon Screams sounded everywhere. Sara trapped them in place by starting a large fire all around the lair in the circle.
No one could run away. So, the hunters became hunted and finally, understood the pain of their own deed.
Sara was like an angel of death, cold and unstoppable. Screams sounded whenever she went. cut down limbs were scattered all around the place, but Sara knew they weren't the main members of the group.
Sure enough, people facing her became stronger and stronger, but it wasn't a hindrance to Sara at all.
She cut through them like tofu.
1, 2, 3...10...30 and so on until only five people were left.
Yes, the five that killed and tortured her family, she left them for last.
Understanding the situation, five grown men were shaking, not daring to look at this devil that came for their lives.
One of them even soiled his pants from fear.
Seeing this Sara felt disgusted as anger rose immensely in her heart.
'This piece of garbage, this Sh*i dared to touch my sister, my mother, and father. This sc*m.'
But the next second anger and redness dissipated from her eyes and only coldness were left. Her mind was clear. She knew what needed to be done.
"They are at peace now, but scum like you don't deserve death. I won't let you go that easily."
Seven nights and days she tortured the man until finally throwing their barely breathing bodies to wild beasts as food.
After that, she returned to her village. Morana and the group were also waiting for her there.
The first thing after returning she visited her family's grave with beautiful blue flowers and as she said her last goodbyes a trail of tears finally fell.
She hasn't cried for the past 2 years. No matter what happened she just greeted her teeth and perceived and now, finally, as if the weight of the world left her shoulders, much-desired tranquility and calmness appeared on her face.
At least she could breathe again...