Chapitre 850: Whatever You Want Of Me...

"Tanya! What do you think you're doing?" a Haron Elder asked with wide eyes of surprise which was mirrored by all others in the hall although Tanya's accusation was self-explanatory.

The Elders as well as the many others had great respect for Makena whose prophecies had served them well over the years and to see her so flippantly accused on what was seemingly a whim was worthy of an outburst.

That said, the outburst was ignored by Tanya who had her eyes locked on Makena who had slid to the ground and quickly regained her balance.

Makena did not look upset at having been attacked by Tanya. Rather she appeared accepting of the fact that the jig was up.

"I can't believe it took you so long. I mean, the moment you went all crazy with power and going against Hal, I thought for sure I was going to be picked out immediately" Makena said and brushed her clothes with nonchalance as was expected of a Cosmic Saint of her caliber.