"The clan began to fall apart. As the clans around us were slowly taking our land, our clan elders were too busy trying to find a replacement for my father while the rest of the guild was grieving."
"It was only a matter of time before the clan was devoured by another, but then my grandfather appeared. He quickly took charge, pulling the clan back together and halting the other clans' advancement."
"Yet, the damage was already done. My father and my mother were gone and we had lost around half of our land but thanks to my grandfather, the clan was still alive."
"Me and my sister also changed. I stopped training the sword and my magic and hid myself in my room, only leaving to eat. It took me some time but I was eventually able to rejoin the clan. I still avoided training and when I heard anything about a duel, I would break out into a panic attack."