"You can find Nyxos far west from here. It's not that hard to locate him since he mostly stays inside his territory," Whispera said, her tone casual as if she were discussing the weather. "So, if there's nothing else, I will leave you be and get back to my sleep."
"Eh? That's all? Aren't you going to stop them at all?" Pamela said, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Whispera gently patted Pamela's head and offered her a drowsy smile. "Looks like you have grown fond of these mortals. You can go with them if you want. Now that your task is complete, you can do whatever your heart desires."
"W-what . . . ?" Pamela's face flushed crimson, and she sputtered, "Of course not! Who would like those jerks who kept me hostage and threatened me all the time?!"
She shook her head vehemently, crossing her arms in defiance. "I'm glad that I'm rid of them. I can finally be free and do anything that I want!"