"W-What brings the saintesses here?" The stunning pink-haired woman, dressed in a red mini skirt and matching top, inquired as she nervously glanced at Kyra and Kira, who held a small girl wrapped in tears within their comforting embrace.
"What are you attempting to do with this child?" Kira's voice carried a menacing undertone, her eyes narrowing at the pink-haired woman with suspicion.
The woman visibly flinched, her demeanour shifting uneasily, "I-I was just trying to take her to her new home. Someone brough- I mean, someone adopted her."
"And who might this 'someone' be?" Oliver interjected, his gaze sweeping the dimly lit corners of the old building, noting the frightened expressions on the other children being tended to by Arlyne and Pearl.
