Roland took a deep breath, quickly calming himself.
He reached for the Assassin's neck. After confirming there were no signs of life, he could only shake his head gently.
His gaze then fell upon the bizarre creature curled up by the Assassin's ear.
"This is..."
"A Soul-Eating Moth."
As if sensing his confusion, Gloria struggled to her feet. Her voice was slightly weak, but she explained clearly.
"An... unsettling Abyssal Creature, capable of eroding its host's mind and soul."
As she spoke, she carefully helped up Mel, who was leaning against her.
After carefully examining the lady-in-waiting's injuries and administering first aid, Gloria confirmed that her life was not in immediate danger and finally breathed a small sigh of relief.
She subtly tensed, her gaze on Roland holding a barely perceptible wariness as she spoke.
"Excuse me... who are you?"
"Roland."
Roland glanced up, signaling for Teresa to approach, then calmly rose to his feet.
