Acceptance (1).

Another arrow came flying out,t aimed at Susan. Roselle acted swiftly. Her blade turned into a blur, cutting it down.

Cain threw a glance at the girl on the ground. Her face wasn't very visible as her long black hair had fallen to cover it up.

Her body was covered in dirt and dried up blood. Her leather armor had been torn in numerous places, revealing all sorts of gashes and wounds ranging from deep to shallow.

One thing was for certain though. She was in critical condition. Her breathing was shallow, and she had already passed out from blood loss.

Cain turned back to face the individuals that were most likely responsible for this.

The one at the head of the group wore a wide grin on his face,

"Well isn't this a wonderful surprise. To think we would meet each other again so soon, Cain."

Cain's expression remained the same.

'They know my name.'

Which meant he knew them from the time before he had no recollections of.