Weakness! Weakness. That is what she needed to find. But how can she find it? Weakness is always obvious to one's eyes but not as always either. Sometimes it is something so minuscule and easy to ignore but actually is very detrimental to the one who carries it. She needed to find out the weakness from Glasya but she couldn't tell. Is it her people? Do they need to kill those Saintess Cult members all for good to eventually wear down Glasya?
But that would take too much time. There should be something—
"What do sirens fear?" Estelle spoke up which made Roland to frown.
"Hmm I suppose there is a few things. Like holy power or a bronze," Roland drawled as he seemed to be dawned with a realization that had hit his head clear. He turned his head around Estelle and frowned, "You mean that Glasya demon over there is a siren?"
"Originally she is born from a siren couple," Estelle responded which she saw Roland's head seemingly turning its gears around.
