Denia clutched the king crystal tightly, his fingers trembling with a mixture of grief and anger. He had just witnessed the brutal murder of Eldritch at the hands of the Noctem Dolls. One of his party members approached him with a grin and said,
"Arara, what a crybaby."
With anger and confusion, Denia yelled at her.
"Sister Destroia, why are you acting as if nothing happened?! Our master just died! At this rate, what should we do next?!"
"Hohoho, I'll praise your fondness for our master when you've only been with him for a month," said Crestfaren, an old adfeqtus reliqua.
Another adfeqtus reliqua approached Denia and rubbed his head.
"Denia... poor thing..." said the girl.
"Sister Guiltia too; why is everyone acting so casual?!"
Destroia then proudly said,
"You've only been here a month, so you don't know...
Eldtitch-boy is unbeatable."
