Shortly after Sybil disappeared from the underground space, Henrietta reopened her eyes with a soft sigh, lamenting the fate of humanity.
'Greed, betrayal, war… Rinse and repeat. Humanity never learns from its mistake… Never united, always distrustful, always hating.'
Henrietta had already taught the other Transcendent Witches the secret to becoming stronger multiple times in the past. She had told them the trick lay in utilization, not accumulation of one's power.
Without applying utilization, her divine power would just be as strong as any other Transcendent Witch.
However, it was a shame that no one believed her even though they were all granted equal opportunities. Ultimately, they simply had differences in talents.
If Sybil and the other Transcendent Witches weren't so entitled that they regarded her generosity as a privilege, she might have continued to help them.
Unfortunately, they shouldn't have gone after things that didn't belong to them.
