In the midst of a half-open meadow, a particular team of magi had adopted quite the peculiar formation.
The unconscious Meilyr was sprawled on one side, surrounded by his retinue—namely Gal, Gessius, Phaedro, and Pellio.
A sleeping Sept lay on another, with the ever-vigilant Vivi and Emil sitting on either side of him.
And between those two groups stood Lady Tsuji and Ando, as well as Icilia and Harpax, separated by a small boulder as they faced each other.
"For Meilyr's sake, I shall make an effort and cooperate with you," Tsuji began. "That said, I do not forgive you for ordering the slaughter of so many innocents. Such a massacre was needless."
Icilia shook her head. "Let us agree to disagree. Had I not culled the number of participants, Mucia would've had a far greater number of magi to puppeteer. We might not have fared so well against her."
