"...She?"
"So the leader of the Dark Millenium is a woman?"
"So their leader really isn't Darkday?" Hera then joined in on the conversation, clicking her tongue as she checked her finely manicured nails, "I was hoping to fight him again."
"I believe you are lying, Hera," Butcher then opened his eyes as he looked Hera in the eyes, "You almost died in the last battle. If it was not for Mega Woman fighting Darkday's main body, then the chances of you dying was at 100%."
"Shut your balding head, red eyes," Hera returned Butcher's gaze with a glare.
"It is not just you, Hera," Butcher shook his head, "The percent of all of us dying without Mega Woman there was at a hundred percent."
"...Tch."
Butcher's words were then followed by a painful silence-- only broken with Empress's sigh.
