Every person in the world had things that ticked them off, their reverse scale.
And for Azira and Azura it was their belief, the temple, and its priests.
As people who were once saintesses, naturally, their faith and piety belonged to among the highest tiers of believers and thus anyone who attacked their institution of faith was viewed with utmost hostility.
Thus it was not really too surprising for the pure, innocent girls to order a painful death to the, in their eyes, infidels.
For them, these people deserved no salvation, only the utmost suffering.
"We will burn the leaders." Alexander soothingly informed them and then reassured further, "And we will send the rest to the mines till they die."
"Umm, that's good, that's very good," Azira very approvingly nodded, a dazzling smile forming on her face, which was soon accompanied by her equally beautiful sister.
This pair of cute, pure smiles very much contrasted the dark subject that they were happy over.