"I'm not the only one who might have noticed this matter."
When Anna finished saying this, the atmosphere became exceptionally silent. The two friends stood in the spacious hall of the Holy Temple, with no one speaking. Lynch was contemplating strategies on how to prevent Zilvra from becoming the target of the elves' "revenge" and to ensure her survival. Meanwhile, what was on the elf's mind was how to make Lynch realize the dangers of the Dark Elf.
"That Drow named Zilvra is very skilled; this I am certain." Anna said, "Although, as a Mage, Lynch, you possess abilities I cannot comprehend, can you guarantee your safety with such a dangerous assassin standing by your side?"
"You can rest assured on this point, Anna." The Mage nodded, "If things escalate to the point where force or magic is needed to resolve them, then I don't deserve the title of 'mastermind' you've given me."
