"Wait, wait, wait, wait,
What do you mean 'even when you faced Primordials of those worlds!?'
Young Lady, you did what!?"
Faelara shouted as she stared at her daughter in anger and disbelief.
The 'Young Lady' had said too many absurd things at the same time, Faelara needed to take it slow.
"Mother, we participated in wars of low-level worlds. Obviously, there were Primordials there. All low-level worlds have Primordials."
Vulpiana spoke as if it was obvious.
"That, I understand, but what do you mean when you say you were facing Primordials!? Are you telling me you were fighting Primordial-level beings!?"
Faelara didn't even consider the possibility of how impossible that was. She was too worried about her daughter to think about it.
Vulpiana, however, had already expected such a reaction and replied calmly.
"She was with us."
"Who?"
"The Ancestral Order's Leader, Aeliana Ruinous."
"She was with you…?"