As Chestelle led the way toward whatever "beating thing" she'd seen, Finn hung back a little—mostly to catch his breath, but also to get some answers.
"So, uh," he started, "mind telling me what the hell happened while I was inside that thing's throat?"
Naturally, Isolde answered first. Or… tried to.
"Well," she began softly, "after you were inside, Lady Majestria went on quite the… rampage."
Finn blinked. "Define 'rampage.'"
"She destroyed nearly everything in sight," Isolde said plainly. "She tore through the smaller creatures alone. Several adventurers attempted to assist, but… most were nearly caught in her fury, so they decided not to interfere."
'Yeah, that sounds like her,' Finn thought, recalling flashes of her from dangling on the beast's throat—Majestria practically glowing with divine rage while screaming like a banshee on a double shot coffee.
