The priests spoke in unison.
The radiance of Divine Arts intertwined as both sides clashed in a chaotic melee.
Olivia blinked her eyes.
She had thought the enemy would come straight for her, but unexpectedly, in Helmer's eyes Grace was an even bigger threat than she was.
She glanced at Grace's battlefield, then looked toward the distant area where Louis was already fighting so fiercely that heaven and earth seemed turned upside down. After pondering for a moment, she made her choice.
Help Louis first.
The Church of Glory and Justice looked pretty reliable.
She and Louis had both seen that Pope of Gluttony.
One look and he was the classic old fox whose smile never reached his eyes.
People like that generally tried every possible method to tidy up anything they could arrange in advance.
Even running into a situation like this now was probably within that guy's expectations.
On the other hand, over on Louis's side, she was worried someone might get hurt.
