(ˊ〇ˋ) Going all in~
While Claire was enduring inhuman torture in the Organization's lair, the swordswomen who had received the urgent summons didn't make it back to the Holy City of Rabona until the evening of the third day. That night, they held an emergency meeting with everyone in attendance in the conference hall of the luxurious estate.
The atmosphere in the room was tense. Not one member of the Claymore Judgment Knights was sitting down. They stood around the enormous oval table, their expressions grim, every eye fixed on their captain, Elena, and their vice-captain, Miria.
When Miria repeated what the twin-tailed Warrior named Ditares had told her, Galatea, and Cynthia two days earlier—the woman who had secretly come to inform them behind the Organization's back—some of the Claymores, who had been unaware of the situation, turned pale and cried out in shock.
"What?!"
"Claire was captured?"
"That woman!"
"She never knows how to stay out of trouble!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go rescue her!"
Jane, Deneve, and Helen had always been close to Claire. As soon as they learned what had happened, they shouted that they were going to the Far East, to Staph, to get her back.
They didn't give a thought to the consequences.
"Please, wait!"
Fortunately, Flora was one of the more levelheaded ones. While Jane, Deneve, and Helen clamored to set out at once, and the others murmured among themselves, Flora hurriedly spoke up and calmly voiced her reservations:
"Claire may have been the lowest-ranked member of the Organization, but I know how strong she is. We've all seen it for ourselves. You should have realized that during the battle at Pieta. And she has the Judgment Armor, too. It couldn't have been easy for the Organization to capture her, could