If she ever got tied up elsewhere, and the sea forces launched a full assault, even with Nivalis and Whitebone Black Jade by her side, it would be impossible to deal with so many high-level invaders in time.
Rita wasn't planning to touch the ones making noise on the surface—BS players needed a healthy dose of danger. Too much peace would only breed uselessness. She wasn't about to underestimate player potential.
But the elite players and beasts lurking in the deep sea? Those, she could start clearing out in advance.
Leaving the alchemy workshop, she glanced at the half-finished defense tower rising next to the villa. Nivalis, now in her shrunken form, was up there hammering away at the structure.
Rita tapped the helm lightly and reappeared in the villa's living room.
Not long after, Nivalis flew in through the window. She swooped over to the table and grabbed an iced drink, only to spot B8017913 curled up on the couch playing games.