"High Priest? High Priest?"
"High Priest, why have you returned so soon?"
"Does this mean the conquest went smoothly?"
Onora punched away the attendant buzzing incessantly at her ears, even though her eyes were still closed, her brows were deeply furrowed into a line.
She had returned in defeat, back to the Fran Fortress Safety Zone.
Then saw the attendant who thought she was returning victorious.
"..."
Onora remained silent for a long time, gazing at the sky, then at the earth, and finally took a deep breath, expelling her breath with a tremble in her voice.
It was a sign of her anger, yet not pure rage, but with a hint of... cowardice?
Behind her, the demon clan soldiers who returned with her in death began to make anxious noises, paying no mind to Onora still in front of them; her immense authority couldn't quell their shock.
"Just who was that old thing..."
"That was a human, right? Smelled like a human!"
