Hoist by His own Petard! (2)

Lydia and Eula entered a grand hall filled with luminous pearls and grand statues. In the top center of the hall was sitting the breathtaking siren, Nataly, on an emerald throne, wearing an impassive impression on her charming face, giving off an air of aloofness. She didn't seem anything like her docile self in front of Ocean Oracle. 

Both Lydia and Eula prostrate themselves in front of Nataly, "We greet Holy Maiden of Supreme Goddess!"

"En…" Nataly merely nodded in acknowledgment before she got to the point while looking at Eula, "Master Templar Eula, do you have something important to report?" 

Eula and Lydia stood up; while Lydia kept her silence, Eula spoke respectfully, "Indeed, I received something unexpected a few hours ago with a message. Please take a look."

Eula, under Nataly and Lydia's expectant gazes, took something out of her space ring. It was a large cylindrical glass container filled with a translucent green liquid.