The silence inside the tent feels heavier than the strongest gravitational magic Aurea could ever pull off.
The layers of sound barriers around the tent only contributed to making the silence even more deafening. For some instants, even the breathing stopped.
Then Urraca shattered it.
"This is a holy crusade for the goddess, called up by your church. We came from our homes, all the way here under the assumption that she would bless us and be at our side while we fought powerless heretics. And then it turns out…"
Though her voice was icy cold and not too high, her semblance and the way she pointed a finger to Flavia's face belied her anger.
"And then it turns out that they have the full support of a whole new goddess on her side, while we have what? Nothing! Where is the goddess' blessing? Why isn't she fighting with us in the same way Lillian is fighting with them?"
"She sent us."
Flavia answered her with a monotone voice and a bored look.
