The inner workings of Great Witch Biggs's mind were a complex tangle. Facing so many expectant gazes, she was actually quite pleased, as being relied upon was an honor. She fully accepted this honor without any modesty. She had to respond to these expectations, but she suddenly realized that while acceptance was easy, responding was difficult. For a moment, she was dumbfounded, unsure how to proceed.
Her chaotic thoughts tumbled in her mind, leaving her no room to breathe. She relished the honor of being relied upon, yet struggled with her indecision.
She wanted to present herself as the figure they expected, but to her frustration, she lacked any practical combat experience. Most of the time, she was at a loss, not even having an instinctive reaction.
