At the same moment, in a single-person room.
Having watched the entire battle through his familiar, Sloth was so caught up in extreme euphoria that he couldn't extricate himself, clapping his hands while talking to himself non-stop.
"Ahahaha! How wonderful, how delightful! Choosing to become an idol was your choice, but also the right judgment, and the expectation of the masses. Yet you feel ashamed of your own immaturity and the correctness of that great person's decision. This is a breadth of mind fit only for a knight or a king. That beautiful sight of bearing the shame, stifling the heart, and still insisting on 'doing the right thing'... it's simply too beautiful!"
With all his subordinates gone to prepare for the counterattack and retreat, Sloth's room echoed only with his soliloquy. When he got particularly excited, he leaped onto the table and danced with abandon.
