The demon-possessed Blackarrow and Bone Kings gather around with doubt and wariness as they watch the black-dressed Lumi come into being with a completely different aura to her previous self.
"This sort of presence… is not inferior to our Lord. Just who is this banshee? How can she make us feel such deep reverence and fear with her aura alone?"
"There is only one way to find out, and that is to ask the banshee in question. Trying to guess will not get us anywhere."
"Since you say so, you should do it. We will watch you from behind."
"What kind of undead demon are you? Can you not be so cowardly? You are embarrassing me. We all have our Lord's divine protection. Even if our vessels are destroyed, our souls will still return to our Lord. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Then stop speaking nonsense and go ask already."
"Hmph, I will!"