"Lugh, this is not a game. You could lose your life."
Lugh replied to the statement with two simple words.
"I'm aware."
"Are you?"
Surprisingly, the one who unexpectedly cut into the conversation was the priestess—Xhi.
Lugh remained silent for a short while, her words serving as a sharp reminder that Selaphiel wasn't the only one who needed him alive.
The elf in question seemed to notice this strange and sudden shift in ambience, prompting her to turn directly to Xhi.
"I'm sorry, but how does this relate to you?"
Her tone was clipped and controlled. Then she frowned, adding pointedly,
"Who even are you?"
The atmosphere, which had just begun to cool, grew tense once more. Lugh watched curiously as the dynamic shifted.
Lyra appeared more panicked than nervous, and Sela… Sela was at a complete loss.
Xhi smiled. Then she responded, her voice soft, yet cold at the same time.
"You're not qualified to know that."
"Not qualified, huh…"
