"Galina, do you have any idea how thick-skinned that bastard Leonard is?" Zafarulla stopped his pen and looked over. Before she could speak, he cursed, "He actually proposed to that great goddess after the battle was over!"
"Fuck him… Ugh, defile his… FUCK! That's Lilith we're talking about! Lilith, who symbolizes the endless night! The Terminator of Calamities, the Mother of the Silver Moon, a terrifying Ancient God!"
"That bastard actually dared to defile the great night, my goddess… I will never forgive him!"
"Lilith… Did she accept?" the guard asked again.
Wei'en could feel the tremor in her voice, and her pounding heart revealed that she, too, was unsettled.
'Lilith, the Night, an Ancient God…'
'Uh, could my previous guesses have all been wrong? The Lilith that Clown Arnold is looking for isn't his birth mother, but this Ancient God, Lilith, the one who symbolizes the endless night?'
