The words etched themselves into Sarah's mind as if they were absolute. They were not to be defied or even questioned, causing the woman to abandon all hopes of vengeance as she discarded her feelings towards the burly man in a flurry of emotions.
Every step paved a new beginning, engraving deep sadness yet strengthening the resolve in her heart. With an aching heart and a fatigued body, Sarah ran. She ran until she couldn't, savoring every breath she inhaled with an open mind.
Her lungs pained, but she couldn't care less. In fact, she was unbeknownst to the pain, she was unbeknownst to all senses.
That was the day her path of power was established, "Serenity or Indifference."
*
One boy stood against over a hundred, his mind serene and his gaze emotionless. He clutched a silver sword in one of his arms while the other remained limp, encompassed in what seemed like excess melanin and veins.