"Urgh... it stained everywhere."
Ana's face was full of disgust and annoyance as she watched the white lumps—parts of the deceased Demon Lord—spread all over the warehouse.
"This'll take forever to clean. Oh, wait..." The young girl realized she could simply make her Automatons handle all the dirty work.
There was no need to get her hands dirty.
"T-that was amazing, Anabelle... you didn't even need my power..." A tiny voice emerged from within Ana.
Sparkling, yet looking somewhat moist, the Naiad Fairy made her entrance.
She was Ana's Familiar.
"Oh, Rhea, well... it would have been sort of an overkill. Besides, I can handle matters like this if I have enough time to prepare."
The Naiad Fairy didn't argue with her Host's words. She wasn't wrong, after all.
"Still... it's a shame..." She murmured, watching the gory sight all around.