"You rode a broom, easily broke through under the cover of numerous Flame Dragons, and reached above the high platform."
"But you noticed that the guards and citizens below, instead of coming to your rescue, revealed mocking expressions of disbelief."
"Thinking of attacking The White-robed Saint, how naive!"
"The Saint himself valiantly faced the Lord of Calamity head-on without faltering..."
"Lord Saint, don't kill her, convert her, let this lost soul also follow your teachings..."
"Amid the surrounding chatter, you effortlessly approached the platform, The White-robed Saint almost within reach, you choose..."
Fuya didn't dare to be careless, hurriedly opened her panel, randomly pressed in the magic section, and unleashed all the high-level attack magic she could muster.
