Alzara looked away from Soara. Soara didn't care that Alzara already felt shame and disgrace at her failure.
"And instead of continuing to try, you went and started playing with Yanael and a half-dead insect?!" Soara questioned.
"H-hey—" Yanael tried interrupting, breaking up the fight. Soara spun the still mostly petrified angel around.
"...I've been trying different potions on their petrification. Solutions that might have adverse effects and so on. Master said he trusted me. Do you really think I would stop trying?" Alzara shot Soara a sharp glare.
"But if the one that doesn't work on Master works on others, what makes you think the ones that work or don't work on others will work on him?!" Zach was right now trapped in a stone coffin closer than a second skin, steadily approaching his limits and death. Why was Alzara focusing on Yanael and the Millipede? This wasn't the time for proper procedure and caution.
