Shell of the Blinded Ghost

In a secluded house that wasn't far from the ongoing battle was a girl, barely in her teens. She was all alone in her house, surrounded by messenger birds used by the people of the city to transmit messages.

Her father was a person in charge of taking care of the messenger birds. As for her, she was a rather unfortunate soul. For, a couple of months earlier, she had lost her eyes to the Blinded Ghost. But, despite becoming blind, she hadn't lost her vigour, still chirpy as she had adapted to her new life.

Even though she faced a lot of difficulties, she never complained. She was a strong individual. But at present, she just sat like a doll, clutching a Tikka jewellery in her hands. It was hers, or rather seemed like that, but was in actuality the shell of the Blinded Ghost.