Annora's voice cut through the tension like a blade. "Why are you so surprised to see me?" she asked, her tone light and amused, though her eyes glinted with something sharper.
Adeline didn't answer immediately, her mind still struggling to process the sight of Annora standing there in her pristine white robe, radiating Holy Power. Dimitri, however, wasn't one to remain silent. He stepped forward slightly, his gaze cold and untrusting.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded, his tone sharp and his eyes narrowed. There was no warmth in his expression, only suspicion.
Annora tilted her head, her lips curling into a faint smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Why?" she repeated, as though the question amused her. "To save them, of course. Isn't it obvious? After all, I am the Saintess of the Holy Temple."
Her words sent a shiver down Adeline's spine. Annora's voice was calm, almost mocking.