However, Quer just smiled weakly, without uttering a word. Werils, previously known as Moland, felt frustrated seeing this situation. "We can't lose you like this, Revin. Don't let yourself be lost in this illusion!"
Meanwhile, the blood ritual continued around them. Descuk and the villagers became more immersed in madness, while Genevieve and Moland struggled hard to open Quer's eyes.
Quer gave a cold smile. "The god has given me light. I don't need you anymore."
Slap!
Suddenly, a hard slap landed on Quer's cheek. The slap came from Genevieve, irritated by Quer's attitude.
"How dare you say you don't need us anymore! Remember your place, Quer!" yelled Genevieve with emotion.
With disbelief and desperation written on her face, Genevieve harshly pulled Quer's ear and forced him out of the church full of madness. "You, or Quer, I can't stand seeing you trapped in this darkness. We're going home now!"
