I just had to stop.
Erin ruins this story.
I’m trying to enjoy a fantasy world that’s already annoying because of the childishly written weapons, but having Erin there in my head is like trying to enjoy myself with an emotional, overbearing, melodramatic nun over my shoulder.
When it got to the point where her voice just started to grate on my nerves every time I heard it, I had to stop.
FWIW, if the author ever sees this, try and imagine your characters grew up in the world you created, not ours.
in a society like this, I find it too unbelievable that norms would dictate a moral crisis when killing an assassin in self defence. Even Erin started crying, saying the assassin might have had a family, that was the straw that broke the camels back.