Sally stood up, her clothes tattered.
A malformed large horn grew atop her head, bone spurs extended down her spine, her tail was long, and her limbs strong.
She walked up to Farosa, bowed deeply, her dirty fur and segmented claws plainly visible.
"The fate of the Ratman is also decided here," Farosa said. "You can turn all the Ratman back into humans."
"But you'll lose your divine power and be left with nothing," Xu Yang reminded.
"What does it matter?" Sally shook her head and smiled.
"You've managed to earn the love of all the Ratman through six years of effort, you've gained the support of Ratman worldwide, the whole world! Hundreds of thousands of Ratman beside you, unprecedentedly becoming a collective, an organized race with its own culture and technology, protecting you, loving you unwaveringly. And you say 'what does it matter'?" Farosa questioned.
"But it's something I must do," Sally said.
