Envy bowed her head, overcome by guilt. She believed that whatever she had achieved through the negotiation with Cyrus held no value in comparison to the cost. She had not only shattered the trust of Greed, her closest confidante among the witches, but also that of Wrath, whom she cherished as if he were her own child. The assault on Wrath had left her in a state of limbo, suspended between life and death.
"Yes... I understand. I apologize deeply for what has transpired," Envy expressed with a sense of remorse. Her head elegantly inclined in an apology to both of them. This gesture, however, seemed to unsettle Greed to a slight degree as she was taken in by Envy and was raised by her, and she never saw Envy this remorseful before.
