Although Sofia flaked, Roland was not too panicked and felt even more at ease.
Sif had arrived. She wasn't as powerful as Sofia, but she had no ulterior motives.
The worst outcome would be to break through first and then lead the mobile troops back here.
In any case, keeping Christine safe would be considered a victory.
Of course, he still inwardly cursed Sofia harshly.
If you want to flake, say so earlier; he definitely wouldn't have let Christine go out openly.
Roland didn't look for Sif's figure; he trusted her.
She would judge when to strike on her own and act accordingly.
Now it was his turn to appear.
Christine's appearance was like a divine envoy descending, and indeed it stunned many people, but once they clearly saw Christine's face, the Dark Race immediately flew into a rage.
Turns out the one descending wasn't a divine envoy but someone here to cause trouble.
A high tier Shadow Councilor pointed at Christine and yelled angrily: "Die, lackey of Light!"
