"I shall bring you and your ploy down, in the name of my beloved Guild Master."
As Henrietta was about to begin her weave, Sophia adds something to her statement:
"I said that but, I have no way of defending myself."
"....."
Henrietta ceases the weave of her hand.
"I have never fought nor I have a talent for it, so…yeah, I have nothing. Though–"
Slightly turning her gaze away from Henrietta, Sophia invites someone to interject.
"-I always have someone else fight on my stead."
"You're…I see, that's why I haven't seen him for a while. How long has it been since he's under your control?"
Standing beside Sophia is none other than Androhim himself, Henrietta's servant which she also believed that she bewitched.
"Hm. Would you like to guess?"
Sophia asked.
"....."
