Bab 687: Drink the poison [2/2]

'Tell her.' X3

Unanimously my girls all said the same thing. Given their backgrounds I understood why they didn't want to coddle her. For one Pixie was not on Earth. She already had to go through a lot of shit just because of her circumstances.

I then stared towards the child who anxiously waited for me to resume talking. She held her hands in front as she squirmed in her seat. It was the classic pose of children awaiting a scolding or in some cases a beating.

My heart felt compassion for her as someone who also grew up being beaten. I was lucky I had Noelle and the Simmons family. Pixie didn't and died before she even hit puberty.

"I was half a descendant. I died from being beaten to death for stealing on earth. I suddenly found myself inside the battlefront."

Even the way she died was pitiful. {Compass} allowed her to find what she wanted and needed. What did she regret and desire as she died alone for stealing?