However, Lynch and the three girls had only taken a few steps back, and the Undead Army had just begun to press forward to construct a bone wall.
In the air, the phantasmal image of Pale Elegy, holding her umbrella with elegant poise, seemed to sense something. She tilted her head slightly, her hazy, moon-colored eyes looking their way.
Through the door smashed open by Zombie Blood Fang, through the layered ranks of Skeletons, her gaze once again fell upon Lynch and the three girls beside him.
Especially on Avril, with her snow-like silver hair, clad in a pure white Priest robe.
Her gaze seemed to linger on Avril for an extra moment.
Then, an ethereal yet imperious female voice resounded directly in the depths of everyone's soul.
"I have heard thy plea of sorrow."
"However, the offerings thou hast presented are insufficient."
Pale Elegy retracted her gaze and glanced at the dozens of bound young women within the Sacrificial Array, her tone carrying a faint hint of disdain.
