"That Chaosworld? You're dreaming if you think we can clear it."
Remilia disdainfully answered the Incarnation. Her Source Energy-infused glare shot out, cutting through the air. It passed by the Incarnation's face and grazed against the Heavenly Mistress's face behind it. Blood immediately got drawn from the cut but she didn't dare move in fear of being cut open by Remilia's physical blade.
At this point, her arrogance was already cowed and even if she remained to be the World's Will's Blessed, she could only perform messenger or servant duties – at least, while the two women remained a guest to their world.
"It's not something a bunch of mediocre Transcendents can clear. Set your eyes on something more realistic."
Remilia turned around, giving the attitude that she didn't want to discuss the topic anymore.
