"Ah~~~" Catherine moaned as she woke up from unconsciousness, momentarily unsure of where she was. Without opening her eyes, she felt a warmth enveloping her entire body, making her feel too lazy to get up.
"I'm actually still alive," Catherine whispered to herself, slowly opening her eyes. Upon opening them, what greeted her was a path made of luminous stones: "So I'm still here, why is it so noisy around?"
"Marcia, aim for those ghosts, attack, kill them."
"No, I'm a lover of peace..."
"I'll cook later."
"So, are they the ones? Ahhhhh~~~"
"Sir, I feel that you are a bit disrespectful towards the servants of God."
"Hahaha, that's a misunderstanding, Priestess Teresa. By the Wind God, I have great respect for Gods. If you don't believe me, let's find a quiet place to have an in-depth discussion about the doctrine of Wind God, how about it?"
"You're standing too close." "Bang."
"Ouch, why are you kicking me? It hurts."
"The Gods teach us; you deserved to be kicked."
