Regalia wasn't the type of woman whose anger could easily be contained, but after Raven's reprimand, she was trying her best to keep her rage contained. However, being a primordial devil that could not only sense and see emotions, but also taste them on her tongue, the Mistress smiled to herself while the wolf-girl struggled internally.
"Still thinking about killing the giants, are you?" She asked, her eyes set to the map maker's store at the end of the secluded road.
"Hmm…" Lifting her eyes, Regalia stared at the back of the Mistress's head, working out what she'd just said. "Anyone who knew the king of crows would feel the same way that I do. These bastards bore the fruits of his sacrifice while sitting in their chairs with a stick up their ass."
"The king of crows," humming to herself, the Mistress turned her head and smiled at the wolf girl. "Remind me how he earned that title again."
