"You know, I'll get a few opponents to fight soon and just like she did to me, I'll refuse to share," Grim said. The bitterness in his voice was practically naked. He and the Stark Troops trailed behind the five women as they marched towards the burning town.
Wordlessly, Nigerra, Franceesta, Porria, the fourth woman, Aizel, and Yuyui had decided to begin their battle amidst the conflagration. Grim imagined that such an odd decision had to do with the chiming of the bell of a temple. All five of these women had a relationship with an unholy sort of temple themselves, so perhaps, beginning their conflict amidst the chimes of one that was built to be proper and sacred, would give their battle a solemn meaning.
But it was not Grim's style. Yuyui was the poetic one. She had been a bard before entering Skullius' service. Her opponents, given that they viewed killing as a righteous act in their own macabre reasoning, suggested that they appreciated art too.