“Don’t forget, though, girl from Noshias – your power doesn’t mean the tiniest thing before us. Once I gather all my subordinates in the area, I’ll be back!”
“Subordinates…? That’s…”
“This was just one part of my forces. Just a tiny fraction, really. Do remember that,” Rajas added, as Lefille could barely speak. “Don’t bother hoping for salvation though. I’ve brought an enormous army with me, and my orders were to ‘Crush all human opposition without mercy’.”
With that, Rajas turned and left with the other surviving Mazoku.
Lefille started to give chase, but as she began to rush off—
“W-wait!”
“Lefille!”
“—!”
Suimei grabbed her shoulder. Her actions were meaningless.
She flipped him a look that asked why he was stopping her. He shook his head. Seemingly understanding, she finally seemed to regain control of herself.
“Are you okay?” Suimei asked with concern.
“Yeah, sorry… I lost my cool,” she answered regretfully.
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