Silence spread between the two, broken only by the war raging below and the constant buzzing produced by the royal champion's wings.
Eleanora's lips parted.
"Recently, I have been getting reports of disturbances happening both at the upper and lower branches. Felines being rescued, my troops being slaughtered…" She spoke in a cold voice.
"You must be the one."
Michael's eyes narrowed, concluding that the cult's leader was indeed blind. The fact that she had become an Absolute Lord despite that disability showed she was capable of far more than she let on.
"I am. When there are traitors of humanity… People that make the populace turn on each other due to our so-called differences rather than uniting us and focusing on fighting the aliens… There is no way I can let that slide." He declared.
Lord Eleanora giggled softly before erupting into full-blown laughter.
"HAHAHA! Such irony! To think you would be the one blind to the truth!"
