After the chaos had subsided and the remnants of the battle were cleared away, Michael and Gaya found themselves back in their room, joined by the assassin who had overseen their initiation.
"Congratulations on pulling off the assassination and completing your initiation," he said, nodding in approval.
"Though, let's be honest, it could've been cleaner. Using monsters... well, it tends to complicate things."
Still seething with anger and clouded by loss, Gaya barely listened to his critique. Her emotions were a turbulent mix of rage and sorrow, the criticism of her beloved monsters only fueling her anger. Unbeknownst to the assassin, he was treading dangerous ground, voicing disdain for monsters in the presence of their very goddess.
On the other hand, Michael found some merit in the assassin's words.