Ryan brought a hand to his face, covering his eyes as he let out a long, heavy sigh at Helen's childish attitude.
He had just given her a lecture about the consequences of her actions and the difference in power, and it hadn't even taken her five minutes to throw the Demon Queen's robe into the void outside the dungeon.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Mirian yelled at the top of her lungs, approaching the blonde with her fists clenched in absolute indignation.
Irina, the beautiful elf, upon seeing the incredibly tense atmosphere that was forming, slowly retreated backward, walking on her tiptoes to avoid getting caught in the crossfire if a physical fight broke out between the heroines.
Helen began to look at everyone with an expression of feigned doubt, blinking innocently.
"Hey, it wasn't my intention to let go of it," Helen excused herself, hiding her hands behind her back.
