Abigail Mitchell listened to her elder brother's words, feeling slightly reassured. However, she knew that her future path was still long and difficult. She didn't know whether she could truly accept this cruel reality, nor whether she could stand up again and face The World. All she knew was that she was in immense pain and utterly helpless right now.
Her body felt so weak that a gust of wind might knock her over. She couldn't perform any techniques, and even the slightest thing could easily injure her. This feeling was truly terrible. Abigail Mitchell sat powerlessly on the ground, her gaze empty as she looked ahead, her heart filled with despair and helplessness.