"You're the one with demons? My business is none of your concern."
Within the Barrier, Phoenix, listening to the questioning of the Grand Inquisitor wearing the ridiculous clown mask outside, turned pale almost instantly, but she quickly forced herself to control her expression, stubbornly retorting like a cornered animal.
"Anyway, you can't get in now, so please leave for today."
She was like a fragile kitten baring its teeth at a pack of wolves outside, fierce in gaze yet unable to hide her underlying cowardice and guilt.
"Damn it, it's all because of those bastards from the Holy Child Sect, why don't you just go die."
At that moment, Phoenix was inwardly cursing with annoyance.
