Rynne blinked, caught off guard, then gave a knowing look.
Just like Quinlan, she had seen it too; the deliberate choice.
Instead of seizing the moment to raise her own legend higher, Black Fang handed it to him.
A woman whose name was known by the whole kingdom and whose mere mention sent shockwaves through any underground facility now chose to praise someone.
The shock rolled through the soldiers.
Murmurs flared again, far more heated than before, for they had all heard her. Black Fang never wasted words. She barely even spoke through Orianna, let alone make her own voice heard.
If such a person said Devil deserved the glory, then he did.
Rynne turned toward Quinlan. A slow smile spread across her face, willing to play along in full.
"Lady Black Fang speaks truth. You truly saved us, Devil. From the moment you arrived until now, you have turned the tide. I will see to it that my commander, and even the Mediator, hear of the role you played here."
