After she left, Mesa walked about while still tearing. He looked around himself and noticed other children as old as him or slightly older staring at him. He saw pity in their eyes and fear, fear toward the matron. In addition, he noticed their bodies having marks of whip, he could tell they must have abused like him just now. He looked at the back of the matron, Hatred seeped through his bones, he wanted revenge. He remembered her words about she being the power, his tears dried as a desire for power rose in his heart, he steeled himself to never cry again.
