Looking at the two heads thrown in front of her, Perfikot felt for the first time that her brain was a bit overwhelmed.
Although she could understand that the War God seemed to fancy her and hoped she would become the chosen champion, thus offering various temptations for her agreement.
She could also comprehend that there should be different factions and struggles among the Divine, but such a move of chopping off heads at the slightest disagreement—wasn't it a bit too radical?
Facing the red woman who returned in front of her, still clad in that menacing Steam Armor, Perfikot did not adopt a hostile stance.
She merely watched the woman cautiously and then asked, "Killing them just like that, is it okay? Aren't you supposed to be from the same camp as the Ancient Gods, on the same side?"
Perfikot's understanding of the Ancient Gods came solely from the church's records and various materials and documents she had gathered.
