"Just stand there you two, it's my turn now~~" with her eyes glowing a verdant green as she observes the battlefield, Alea announces with an authoritative, clearly commanding tone in her voice, involuntarily stopping the two on their tracks, with Alfia's expression changing into pity towards the group of people approaching them.
"Poor people…" as she steps away from whatever it is that the elven princess is going to hit all while pulling the frail-young man away from the area as well, Alfia said with the same hint of pity in her voice, making the young man wonder why is it that she thinks like that.
