"Loveday, have you been following me this whole time?" Lyle looked at the familiar Star Spirit, who no longer seemed angry but instead bore a pale and haggard appearance, like a delicate piece of grotesque craftwork, completely different in temperament from the shadow monsters of that time.
"Yes, Child of Light, following Archbishop Raymond's orders, I've been protecting you in secret," Loveday gave Lyle a slight bow, although being invisible, he simply made Lyle feel a gust of wind, "but I messed up, and despite my efforts to hide, I inadvertently revealed my presence through actions that desecrated the Holy Light."
"You did well, Loveday. We saved the Zither Bird, and there were no other losses," Lyle looked at the flowing light on the Star Spirit's form, thinking of his own backup. "Can we involve Mr. Raymond in the upcoming war? After all, Mr. Raymond is so powerful."
