'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please, don't burn me! " [Farhah]

The scream, still echoing in my ear, as the soldier under that bastard of a duke, reluctantly dragging her into a certain demise

"Father! Mother! Please make it stop! " [Charlotte]

The youngest daughter, with the same light blue hair colour of mine, frantically trying to escape the grasp of another female soldier, who are torn apart, between staying human, or following an inhuman order

"We are sorry... We are sorry for being born with a curse..." [Elise]

The second daughter, weeping, with all hope leaving her eyes with each passing second. Her already lifeless eyes, becoming duller 

"You... You bast..." [Rean]

"Is that how you're treating me, you curse of a child!" [Duke]

The Duke, knowing what Rean is about to say, without a sliver of hesitation, kick his own flesh and blood.

"Dad! Mom! Make it stop! They have done nothing wrong! " [Llyod]

Llyod, the only one beside me that are curse free, begging and begging and begging and yet

"Poor curse, but it is what it is" [First wife]

"A small sacrifice, for the greater good" [Second wife]

"If only I gave birth to a splendid child, instead of a curse" [Third wife]

"I wonder, which house inflict upon us this curse" [Fourth wife]

Even my mother... No... Calling them my father and mother... What a joke. The thought that I was born out and raised by those monsters, enough to make me nauseated

"Yuna! Yuna! " [Farhah]

"Please... Big sis..." [Charlotte]

"Help us..." [Elise]

"I'll help you! I'll help you, hang in there" [Rean]

As the flame started to feast upon their clothes and skins, and their eyes stop producing any tears, with the Greatsword in my hand

"!" [All]

One down, and three more to go

"Sorry, but I have to" [Yuna]

Almost all of them are speechless with my sudden action. The key word here is almost, as they're some of them whose eyes know remain calm and yet

(They're purposely ignoring me, feigning ignorance and playing dumb) [Yuna]

Those calm eyes, belonging to that of the captain and her vice, can easily stop me, and yet, I can tell. They're bound by their master in action, and yet, their hearts are that of a human

"Rean, Elisez Farhah, Charlotte! We are leaving! " [Yuna]

I grab each and every one of them, enhancing my self with strengthening magic, and in an instant

"Stop them!" [Duke]

With all my might and magic focusing on my heel, I run, as fast as I could, not even turning back. No, I don't want to turn back. Just imagining what face those monsters makes, enough making my blood boil

"Yuna..." [Elise]

"Thank you... Thank you" [Rean]

"Big sis..." [Charlotte]

"Why... why are we cursed by the goddess" [Farhah]

I wanted to smile, and tell them, that I am here, that everything will be alright. Each fibre of my muscles screams, telling me to hug them. My vocal cords, vibrating, trying to tell them, your big sis is here, she loves you and only you. She won't let those monsters hurt you ever again. However, only tears, tears are the only response during the crucial moment

As the sound of the soldiers, frantically running, trying desperately catching up to me, and yet, what they said, became a sweet memory for us

"Run!"

"Lady-ship Yuna, please, save them"

"They might be cursed, but, what master trying to do is unforgivable"

The sound of sword clashing can also be heard

"Don't you dare hurt them, you church dog" [Captain Lisa]

A spy, trying his best to kill us, and yet, meet his own death. 

"My lady Yuna. Take this" [Captain Lisa]

She easily caught up to me. Her dazzling and yet elegant purplish uniform, couple with her long hair. She still remain calm. Her breath remains stable, and there isn't even an ounce of sweat on her face. Truly, my idol. Every step of mine, meticulously calculated, to look elegant and confident with each slash from my sword, I wonder if I can reach her level

"Thank you" [Yuna]

An item bag, and a high grade at that. Money, clothing, fake identity card. Everything is there, for starting a new life

"You... Thank you" [Yuna]

Just as the scenary about to change

"Ouch!" [Yuna]

"Wakey-Wakey sleepy head" [Charlotte]

"Charlotte! How many times do I have to tell you! " [Yuna]

"But Big Sis, you're also becoming unladylike, getting angry the moment you wake up" [Charlotte]

The youngest siblings, try as she might, is getting herself a free pinch on the cheek, early in the morning.