[ The Saintess chooses to stride stubbornly into the crowd of Mors... and fortunately for her, the Mors seem to part for her perfectly as she walks. It's almost satisfying, the way they all clear and make way for her as if there's an invisible barrier in a circle around her keeping them from coming close.
Whatever amount of Mors she thought were outside the door, though... the actual amount is so much more, and even though they cleanly part to make way for her stride... they also follow her when she walks away.
It's the strangest thing. They've never acted like this before, and it's not like the Mors King has ever assigned much in the way of physical security to her... at least not this much. ]
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Whatever amount of Mors she thought were outside the door, though... the actual amount is so much more, and even though they cleanly part to make way for her stride... they also follow her when she walks away.
It's the strangest thing. They've never acted like this before, and it's not like the Mors King has ever assigned much in the way of physical security to her... at least not this much. ]