Bully the weak, fear the strong.
When the gaze of Mother of Great Bliss met Duncan's eyes, there was a hint of evasiveness, and the look of intimidation she had just experienced still lingered. She wanted to react with indignation and admonish Duncan as the Great Priestess, after all, she was a figure of high authority, the head of the Church. However, she quickly felt a lack of confidence, having to rely on others, especially after surviving two assassination attempts.
No matter how proud or arrogant a woman is, being twice nearly assassinated, almost successfully, leaves her with little confidence.
Elia-Smiling Eyes looked dazed, both humiliated and excited, as if submerged in a mixture of phantasm and joy. She reached out tremblingly and raised her head, even gesturing with her eyes to the Joyful Priest Vera beside her to come over.
——Sensory Sharing.
