"I already gave him a chance. Forgiveness is the Goddess's responsibility. My job is simply to send him to meet her."
Phield waved his hand dismissively.
"But…"
Riemann opened his mouth, then closed it again.
He didn't want to offend Phield, yet he couldn't just stand by and let Miku die.
In the end, he turned toward the two Divine Chosen and signaled them with his eyes.
"That's enough! Stop!"
Marianne understood immediately.
She pushed off the deck with the tips of her feet and shot forward like an arrow.
Streams of azure seawater surged into existence, swirling around her slender hand before condensing into a deep blue spear that radiated overwhelming pressure as it thrust toward Phield.
She wasn't moving particularly fast, but if he refused to retreat, the spear would undoubtedly pierce straight through him.
"Wings of Sacred Embrace!"
Tisiana showed no fear despite facing a Tier Three Divine Chosen.
She immediately prepared for battle.
