Discordia who was watching from the side was the next one to chime in.
"Oh my~! It is quite fortunate that you have so many friends who would put their lives on the line for you little one. However I will bring up the biggest issue with the plan you want to pull off."
Her voice was playful, but there was a distinct undertone beneath it, a note that pulled everyone's attention. The group turned toward her in unison, the dim light of the distant stars catching on the black blindfold that hid the void in her eyes. Her grin was smug, sharp and knowing, as though she were about to toss them into an elaborate trap just for the fun of watching them squirm.
"The Hall of Judgment lies in the domain of the Gods themselves," she continued, drawing out each word with a leisurely delight. "And you, my dears, are but mortals. How do you plan to get there?"
