Bernalda had been meant as an offering to the gods when she was a child. No matter how much she struggled and pleaded, none came to her aid and she was confined beneath a crude altar of stone. Subsisting on rainwater and the moss of the rocks, she survived long enough to be granted the opportunity for vengeance. She would never forgive her own tribe, for they had proven their willingness to betray her. As she trained her frail limbs, infusing them with strength, she swore they would pay with their lives.