Medea subconsciously took a step back when the Valkyrie was only a meter away from her.
Mist might be smiling, but the Saintess could sense the killing intent oozing from her body.
"Don't worry," Mist said softly. "My Master had an Apprentice Saintess as a Host in the past. Although she didn't become a Saintess and was killed by her competitor, he won't harm you… at least, not yet."
Her words didn't bring Medea any relief. In fact, it even made her feel more helpless, believing Thirteen could change his mind at any given time.
The only thing she could do was look at the cruel angel looking in the direction of the palace, which had now started to burn.
Brynhildr and Hildr seemed to want to terrorize the Queen, forcing her to run as they burned the castle, giving her time to escape.
However, they made sure to destroy the entrances of the hidden passages in the castle, forcing the Queen to repeatedly turn back for the other hallways as a means to escape.
