After the eventual death of the Tormentor, the cult leader went unconscious once more, perhaps due to the fatigue that accumulated throughout the entire time she bash the core for an hour just to break it to pieces. I hurriedly catch her and she fell into my arms.
"Master, what are we going to do with her? She is still an enemy at the end of the day. Should we kill her?" Atlas asked.
"We can just leave her here. We don't have any reason to keep her and I think she can choose what she will do in the very end. It's not our responsibility to help her especially since she almost caused the downfall of this continent."
"I agree with you, Master," Atlas is clearly in favor of my decision.
However, someone else is not in favor of my decision and decided to interject.
"I object to this matter. If you are not willing to take care of her, then I will be the one taking care of her."
