The situation inside the cave was torn between hesitation and doubt. They were at a crossroads, torn between obeying Kent, the young leader who had just revealed his vision for their future, and the uncertainty of forging their own paths.
The harsh reality, however, was that surviving outside the current situation seemed impossible.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on Kent, their faces a mix of curiosity and apprehension. It was then that a petite figure, no more than three feet tall with a youthful appearance, stepped forward.
"Young One, My name is Kumari. My family, the women of our clan, are cursed to never grow beyond three feet or never get old. But it is not just our physical limitations that have defined us; it is the tragedy that has befallen us. My precious family was wiped out by the Quinn family."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!