"Haha, definitely not," I chuckled, rubbing the back of my head, feeling a bit embarassed.
We settled on the chairs around the small rectangular table placed in front of the bed, with Celestia standing before us. The soft lamplight cast long shadows across her determined face.
The pressure inside the room turned heavy. The earlier teasing and laughter completely vanished, replaced by a solemn stillness. Both Ume and Nymeria now carried serious visages, their eyes fixed on the Death Knight before them.
"Celestia, tell us everything you know about the pisach that appeared in your world. Its abilities, strength, weaknesses. Do not miss a single detail."
Celestia closed her eyes, preparing herself for the explanation. It was not easy to speak about someone who had manipulated her into destroying her whole world. The memories alone were a wound that had not fully healed.
