A thought crossed Atticus' mind, and he spoke.
"…Having unquestionable confidence in yourself."
"Correct."
The Pride Queen nodded slowly, golden light shimmering within her eyes.
"True pride is absolute faith in yourself. No doubt. No hesitation. The opinions of others become meaningless. In this world, you stand above everything."
An overwhelming aura of supremacy flooded the tent.
"Ozzy and Ozra came from me. They are my pride."
Her golden eyes blazed brilliantly.
"Doubting them is the same as doubting myself. I have unquestionable faith in their choices."
Atticus remained silent for several moments before slowly nodding.
"I see."
He had finally gained a glimpse into what the Pride Queen truly embodied.
After a brief silence, he asked,
"This is why you've been dragging Ozeroth and Ozerra around the battlefield with you?"
The Pride Queen nodded.
