Victoria immediately grew wary. She was not particularly good at close combat, and this distance was a little dangerous.
Her figure flickered, and she appeared near Dorothea with Elsa's corpse.
Spider silk wrapped around Elsa's corpse and flung it out. Dorothea reached out and caught her steadily.
"She was already like this when I arrived," Victoria explained quietly, then looked nervously across at the others.
Although this was only an incarnation, the people before her were very likely Fanatics.
Whether those who could enter the Abode were powerful did not matter, but they were certainly loyal enough.
It was entirely possible that they might attack Victoria without listening to her explanation.
Besides, this whole affair had been strange from beginning to end, and Victoria did not dare let her guard down at all.
Dorothea took Elsa, dusted her off, and put her away. "Thank you."
Then she did nothing else.
Neither she nor the Believers behind her seemed particularly concerned.
Victoria froze, full of bewilderment.
Your Lord's incarnation just died like that. As Immortals, aren't you going to get angry?
Why does it feel more like you're used to this?
Even if the Lord is fine, this incarnation descended into some Immortal's body, didn't she? From the way these Believers look, they clearly recognize this corpse.
Your companion died, and you aren't reacting at all?
And on top of that, they eat other Believers' flesh...
Victoria's face twitched. This couldn't be some evil cult, could it?
Even evil cults are rarely this sinister!
So, after handing over Elsa's corpse, Victoria hurried away.
She returned to Vanessa's side and watched the person across from them warily.
Vanessa, however, wore a strange expression as she rubbed her chin.
"What is it?" Victoria glanced at her, then followed her gaze toward Lillian. "Do