Saving people.
She tried, but she is not cut out for saving. The results were before her as proof. "You are a fucking monster!" The voice was gasping, the hate in her eyes was really uncalled for as well, but she couldn't do anything about it.
In fact, the signs were always there; she had never saved anyone before but the one time was an enormous mess.
"I know I am. Don't blame me though,"
Freska answered, using one arm, which gripped the handle of the weapon to raise it and slashed in an X at the woman who dared to condemn her after giving her reply.
The blood dropped from the edge of the blade; the body falling to a side in two.
