The Tsugunai's upper deck was currently divided in several sections. First were the deceased, where both Freya and Loki, walked through as if symbolically putting the faces of the dead in their permanent memory. Some of the dead had brought Loki tears of sorrow, as she was more loving of her familia's children than Freya was. Her counterpart, Freya, had significantly less tears fall from her eyes, though she would never once fail to respect the fallen with a simple, yet meaningful, thank you.
In the severe trauma section smartly placed right next to the dead, healers were expending their mana to heal festered wounds, and toxins that'd transfer to the whole body making it hard to purge the impurities. Even Heith was struggling to manage her own expenditure, which, had Shurry not smelled it already, would have exposed she was carrying a child in her womb.
The third section, a place where injuries could be healed with items, and a bit of light rest, flooded over. Despite the Freya familia's strictly hardcore training to the death, seeing their allies, or even rivals die from wounds that very easily could have been delivered to themselves, shook their minds… Showing in full view the weakness of Freya familia's training method. That weakness, one which should have been obvious… They were so desensitized to their own potential death, that they forgot to cling to the life they currently had.
The last section was where those who could still remain conscious without any need for healing, or treatment of any kind were set up. It was here that the high levels of the Tsugunai stood, sat, or paced. It was extremely clear to anyone… None of these people were expressing joy. What was worse than their defeat, was the knowledge that the hero himself was definitely not going to let this go easily.
However, all of this ended once the soothing, serene glow of Shurry's healing light had cast upon everyone nearby. Everyone that wasn't dead, was quickly right as rain just like how he had done it just before he fought Erebus nearly 2 years ago.
"Huh?" Noir uttered in a slight shock. "To think he'd heal us with that spell again, even after our most sinful defeat."
"Let me be extremely clear, none of you upper ranks here deserve any mercy from me this time. Fact is, I'd be well within my right to rid this world of your incompetence that seems hellbent on destroying the world." Shurry spoke with a cold tone, his urge to hunt them was so strong right now, even though he had so much experience in suppressing it… that experience was doing little good.
"Nephew!" Zald shouted, snapping Shurry out from going ballistic.
"Oh, right… I suppose I should explain why it is I'm so furious with you… Though I think I'll give you an undeserved chance, but a chance nonetheless." He pointed to Finn, with a grin. "You, and only you may answer. Why do you think I'm so furious with you?"
Finn had been put on the spot, or in the hot seat. Doesn't matter what way you say it, Finn had no choice but answer correctly, and do so on his own all while he'd lost some of the weaker members of his familia, and was just humiliated by… that's when he had a small epiphany.
Placing his hand upon his chin, Finn began pacing, then slowed to a stop, as his thoughts collected, and eventually became concrete enough he felt confident in the answer.
"Because, we failed to defeat Antares, and in failing this, it managed to absorb a goddess… Thus our failure threatened the entire world."
Shurry turned to look up at Zald, who promptly shrugged and shook his head. Shurry returned his gaze upon Finn and the others, a gaze that intensified.
"Nephew, any stronger and you might actually wake the dead." Zald let out a light, yet nervous chuckle.
"Fine, I guess I can let them off a little easier, if you want me too Uncle." Shurry sighed. "Though I'm shocked at such a disappointing answer. You really were nothing but talk, or in my people's phrase… All bark, and no bite." Shurry couldn't help but grow more intense, such is the nature of his power, Fenrir's anger was no small thing, and now, that same anger was Shurry's…
"Perhaps you should explain it to them?" Artemis said, finally arriving after a series of seemingly impossible feats of physical prowess. Shortly after landing on Shurry's platform she started petting his fluffy ears, wearing an odd smile.
"Fine, I guess I can do that…" Shurry said, standing up to avoid the petting but Artemis was persistent, just as the goddess of hunting should be. "However, you'll have to agree to something, something that if you claim to be men and women with the adventurer's way of life still in your hearts, you will agree to it. Understand?"
"Agreed." Ottar answered, this time not caring what others said, he was raised for fighting, it is in his blood. So any group he was in, must accept that he would never agree to abandon such a moment.
"Good. I look forward to claiming payment in time…" Shurry smiled, predatorily sending a shiver down everyone's spines. "Now then, the short murderer has correctly guessed part of it. However, there's far more to it. Look there, your dead… none of them had to die, it was your own hubris that allowed them to befall such a fate. Sure they were weak, but as their seniors, it is your responsibility to train them properly." He pointed out. "Then, there's the fact you incorrectly estimated the monster's strength, as well as your own. The first thing you should have done in this situation should have been to contact Orario. Even if I won't listen to you directly, the guild can ask me to lend a hand…"
Finn's face went pale as he began to realize just how much he screwed up.
"You mean to say, that nothing we did was right?"
"Idiot, I didn't say that. Taking care of the monsters that had escaped, and culling them quickly was a good thing. However, that is where you should have stopped. Of course you couldn't know that at the time, so your next best bet would have been to escape from Antares, and wait for assistance. It only took me a few seconds to get here so there really wasn't any point… In other words, Finn, your nasty habit of sending innocent people to die for you hasn't been kicked yet." His words carried a cold weight to them.