Chapter 134: The struggles of the weak

Arelyn Borna sat silently on her bed, as a female pink-horned mage named Nona silently worked on her face. She would feel slight itches as what she presumed was mana jolting through her face. Though she did knew that with every itch, her face would change form oh so very slightly.

At first, she didn't have the courage to look in the mirror after the first time, but after a month of treatment, she finally saw her deformed face recover its old features. Another two weeks and it would be like the beating never happened. Truly the spells of the mages were wondrous and unfathomable. Arelyn couldn't even imagine the costs of such treatments.

'All of this at my youngest sister's expenditure, as they would unceasingly remind me,' Arelyn thought, and beads of cold sweat started drenching her back. Even the slightest thought of her sister caused her body to shudder with fear. But compared to her reactions a month ago, this small amount of sweat was nothing.