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Hfff—

Gladiia has pierced through the Seaborn's body once again.

The Seaborn is about to die.

The Seaborn does not turn its 'face' toward the bishop. The bystanders have no idea whether the Seaborn actually had eyes, but Skadi can feel the monster's gaze. At the very least, that is how she feels.

It is 'looking' at the bishop.

The shapeless tides are washing away at the bishop. His robes weigh down on his body, almost crushing him.

But the Seaborn is not addressing him.

Do you think you are more like me... or him?

Gla-dia. You are strong.

Gladiia merely looks at her prey with a cold stare.

Emotions. Our kinsmen will learn it. There is much that we are passing on, and we will try to pass them on to you as well.

Ishar-mla. Live. It's good to be alive. Our blood kin will find you again... and they will ask you.

We don't know how to ask questions, but we will learn.

Slowly, the Seaborn kneels down.

Its body will stand no longer. It merely curls like a rapidly withering flower.

—It's dead.

Skadi breathes a sigh of relief.

No. She has yet to recover from learning the truth, but the prey's death has truly made her felt...

It was alive. And now it is not.

You damned mixed-breeds.

The bishop raises his voice. His coarse voice reverberates in his throat, slithering through the debris left behind by the intense battle as though his vocal cords could not contain his mumbling.

Yet Gladiia does not so much as look his way.

Yes, step right up. It's your turn now.

This piece of trash is all by himself, and the Sea Terrors outside probably aren't from the same tribe. So they must be yours.

I will tear you to shreds. Your blasphemy will be punished.

I will do it myself. I will take care of you mixed bloods right here, right now. Life is precious, but to keep you alive would be a waste of resources.

One of you is heavily injured, and the other cannot so much as move. I will scatter what's left of you across the land so that you will be eaten by the most lowly of land creatures.

I can easily kill you two—

Enough with the show. Unlike that piece of trash Seaborn, you at least used to be human, and now you are pretending to still be one. That just makes me want to puke.

(Shrieks)

This is where you will die!

Forgot about me, did you?

Skadi rolls her eyes as Gladiia grins.

The bishop starts for a second before he turns around.