"Tanamo! Have you gone mad?!"
A startled cry rang out as several wavering phantoms flickered in midair. Tanamo's attack had crossed space itself; no one knew what power she had borrowed, but she directly severed half the body of the person who had just spoken. By striking so openly and without the slightest courtesy before the others, she had practically made her stance completely clear!
"Mad or not, don't you find it ridiculous for you people to say that?"
Tanamo was unconcerned. Even as several phantoms cast extremely grave looks at her, she still did not take them seriously, as though this was only natural and the others ought to fear her.
"Before Lady Lilith passed, she left behind a saying: those not of our kind are bound to harbor different intentions."
"Then tell me, who among you counts as one of Lady Lilith's people? Or do you think it is our race that harbors different intentions?"
Tanamo gave a soft laugh, the mockery in her voice chillingly intense. Yet after she mentioned Lilith, everyone around her became especially obedient, not daring to utter another useless word.
Seeing that not a single one of the floating phantoms spoke, Tanamo was quite pleased. She continued, "Now that the deed is done, isn't it a little too late to say it was wrong?"
"Most of those present are the outstanding figures of your races. You have been kings and rulers for more than a day or two, so you should understand one thing even better."
"What thing?" someone asked quietly, frowning.
"Even if it was wrong, then it was not wrong."
"You may know that you made a mistake, but you can never truly admit it."
"If I say it is right, then it is right. If I say it is wrong,