First, it was Fina, the swordswoman who promised to stand by my side. She looked at me with pity as she said, “You’re too gentle, Riol. Leon needs someone fierce.” I watched her laugh with him that night.
The Demon Lord’s castle loomed. Our party was broken. Everyone chose the hero. First, it was Fina, the swordswoman who promised
I turned my back.
The girls avoided my eyes.
I smiled. A thin, cracked smile.
Leon expected me to quit. The girls expected me to cry and vanish into some village. The world expected the healer to fade away. it was Fina