Eros patted Namara on the shoulder. He didn't want her to spend her emotions on that person of unknown origin. "Calm down...."
Namara snorted. "Isn't she too crazy? We didn't even do anything and she suddenly wanted to eliminate us," Namara sneered. She really didn't like her.
"Okay. You don't know what's going on, do you? Maybe before you die I should tell you so you can die peacefully," said the woman in the red dress.
"That old witch didn't come out even after I did a lot. So, I purposely disguised herself as her to cause trouble. That way her image would be bad."
Eros showed a mocking smile. "Unfortunately she's still not out, is she? And you thought we'd let you know where you were?"
"How did you know?" she asked.
"Stupid. Do you think we have time to do such a thing? I don't care about your business. So mind your own business and don't make trouble for me!" growled Namara.
