"Well, that's really ruthless,"
Looking at the Holy Light at the edge of the sky, the Homebody Witch was so infuriated she almost cursed out loud.
These Angels were truly lacking in martial virtues, not even giving them the time to retreat.
Madeline's spies had hurried day and night to barely manage to get the news back, and no sooner had the spy arrived on the front foot, that the group of Angels followed on the back foot, showing just how urgently these Angels had been traveling.
Now it was certain: the Angels were probably coming for them.
No, to be precise, they were coming for Denisha.
After all, the Witches were now scattered all over the world, and most hadn't exposed their identities, so it would be quite difficult to search for them one by one. However, Denisha, the target future Divine King, was glaringly conspicuous.