As Merida sat on her throne in the abyss, she felt something poking her chest, and she had to shift her focus back to her body in the mortal world. When her eyes opened up, Arad was standing right there in front of her, poking her.
"What's going on?" He asked, and she took a deep breath, trying her best to stay focused on both sides. The majority of her mind maintained control over the demonic fungal hivemind, and the other, lesser part was left to speak with Arad. It was like trying to talk with someone while driving at high speed and focusing on dodging obstacles on the road.
"Some paladins showed up in my layer; I don't even know how they made it there. They aren't that powerful, but before you get any idea, they have divine magic similar to that of the goddess of peace." She looked down at herself and found that the seamstresses and maids had finished dressing her up.
