"The pesky bugs are a bit numerous," Ireta said quietly. "With your two's strength, facing one alone might be troublesome, but if you join forces against one, it should still be manageable."
She was somewhat irritated.
This place wasn't supposed to have any living beings at all, at most some twisted souls beneath the ice layer.
For the Death Witch, dealing with these twisted souls was her forte, and she didn't originally take it too seriously.
However, Ireta hadn't expected that upon her return, this place would become so lively.
Florence and Inas had come to attempt to deal with the disaster of the Ice Duchy, which was somewhat understandable.
But what about those other seven little bugs?
Calling them little bugs might be a bit impolite, after all, the strength of these seven was quite formidable, with even the weakest among them being stronger than Florence.
