As for the earlier talk of searching for those who had fallen...
Trina knew full well that it might only be an excuse—
Even from an enormous distance away, the violent energy fluctuations still made her tremble with fear.
In a battle like this, after being shot down, how many could still have a breath left?
"Not necessarily."
Gwen gently shook his head and stroked Trina's smooth hair.
"The reasons behind it are complicated. If you're interested later, I can tell you about them.
"But for now, let's do what needs to be done first."
Although she had been quite disheveled during the recent battle, the "pure" law's spontaneous effect had kept Trina completely spotless. Her long hair, like the finest silk, still gleamed brilliantly.
"Mm."
Trina did not mind Gwen patting her head. She nodded and left together with her allies.
They still needed to discuss exactly what they should do.
Morgott, meanwhile, remained where he was—
Unlike Trina and Radahn, who could at least exchange a few words with Gwen, Morgott and Gwen were complete strangers. Not long ago, they had still been mortal enemies. With their positions having suddenly changed, Morgott had yet to fully process it.
"Go do what you want to do, Morgott."
Gwen glanced at Morgott's ever-changing expression and had no intention of making trouble for him—
He was a good man in the conventional sense, a classic case of repaying grievances with kindness. Unfortunately, he had been born at the wrong time.
"Thank you for your mercy."
Morgott was somewhat surprised by Gwen's gentle attitude toward him, but he still lowered his head in thanks. Under the worried gazes of his trusted subordinates, he joined Radahn and the others to take part in the discussion.
"Phew..."
Seeing them quickly finish their discussion and