Zarek looked at this Lord with a stunned expression on his face. Were they really going to fight right now?
Despite her look which made her look calm and intelligent, she seemed to be a hot headed person.
"Lord, isn't it inappropriate to attack them right now?" Zytharia was the voice of reason right now as she spoke with a tentative expression.
The woman turned towards Zytharia and said, "And let those bugs go away with the guts to steal our Saint?"
"But how do we find them? Most especially if the Dragons find out that we are going after the Mythos Race, then in our absence, they might take the opportunity to attack the human race." Zytharia hurriedly persuaded her.
"Hmm, you are right."
She nodded her head and sat back down. The broken throne repaired itself the moment it was about to meet her butt.
Zarek looked at this with a strange expression; it was as if time itself had rewound for her.
