The cruel voice of his spell still whispered in her ears.
Wouldn't it be so lovely to finally stop fighting? To close her eyes and welcome the darkness? It wasn't like she deserved to live anyway. Stop being so selfish and give in.
And the voice was right, maybe, but her failure was not her people's. It thought her selfish? Then she would be selfish.
These are my friends
This is my family
This is my home
I will not let you take what is mine.