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Waltier was flying far above, nearly reaching the roof, four thin, white wings had sprouted out of his back and a brilliant golden halo had appeared above his head. In his left hand was Zhu sword, its golden blade flawlessly deployed, his skin glowered with the golden luster of Holy magic. Sparks of necromantic energy flickered out of existence around him as he dispelled some kind of cloud spell with his wind magic.
A few steps below the Pharaoh was her eldest daughter, looking rough. While no wounds marked Ensan body, sweat and fatigue had robbed her of arrogance. She clutched the skull staff tightly, five pearls hovered around her.
''Now time isn't your ally anymore, snake!'' Zazawu voice was a note higher than his usual gravity, his moral had gone up a notch. ''You can still stop this nonsense!''
''<span class="mu-g">One daughter, loyal and vital.</span>'' Zerase voice was amplified, she remained aloof and closed as she looked down from her high throne. ''<span class="mu-g">One daughter, no longer sleeping and traitorous. Family truly is the greatest of obstacles.</span>'' The lady snake clapped her hands, all twelves pearls burst into a cloud of powdery purple and simply disappeared, nothing happened. Magical jewels came out of small openings in the ground to hover around her once more.
''You've always been harsh, mother, but never genocidal!'' Years of bottled emotions and two failed confrontations spilled out of Shereen, she managed to keep her emotion from overwhelming her, her scream reverberated throughout the room as the pillar of blood buzzed with continuous power.
''Casualties are simple numbers.'' The pharaoh replied mercilessly. Her voice sounded less amplified, more honest, and organic. ''We give these deaths the memories of two generations; afterward, nobody will care.''
''<span class="mu-s">Bullshit!</span>'' Zazawu roared. ''People still remember the Great Crusade! That's two hundred years of deaths and sacrifice that people will never stop respecting!''
''<span class="mu-g">The great crusade...</span> Zerase answered pensively. ''<span class="mu-g">Was a conflict that affected all civilizations. Muribel sacrifice and our ascension will be a simple new normal. Who besides the Allied Kingdom and you fools clinging to keep the Demon Lord empowered will care?</span>'' She waved toward the giant Supreme, emotions returned to her voice.
''Twenty years ago, a purge of Monsters occurred within the northern country of Gwynedd, nobody in the Allied Kingdoms cared, what did Zipangu do? Nothing. Inaction crippled her holiness Daiyu Jawahir. Today, the empire of Zen is purging Mamonos as we speak, yet here you are. All these deaths affect nobody outside these countries, so shall it be in Muribel.''
