What justice?! For someone like Aurelius Maximus?!
What justice for the being who had forced himself on a Primordial Architect woman while holding her consciousness open so that she could not escape the encounter by ending herself, who had killed her afterward and taken what remained as a souvenir, who had spared THE Creature specifically so that he could live with the shame of having failed to protect her across the remainder of his eons?
Hah. What fucking justice? What a word for the being Sororis Prima Elzyana was currently mourning with such evident tenderness.
What a configuration of values had produced a Sisterhood in which the mourning of such a being could occur with such unguarded sincerity!
Right after kissing the remnant skin, Sororis Prima Elzyana waved her hands coldly, and in the next moment, as if time itself was being rewound across the region above the mountain, illusory figures of THE Creature and Aurelius Maximus began to play out the recent past in reverse.
