Victor stared in a daze, not because he was enamored by her beauty. But because his mind refused to accept what his eyes were showing him.
On the other side, Varakos's normally expressionless face also changed at this moment. His eyes widened, clearly expressing the same emotion as Victor.
The woman came out of the tent and stopped several steps ahead of them.
Victor's mouth opened, and he spoke with difficulty.
"How could that be? You are... Saintess? You were supposed to be dead. How are you still alive?"
Varakos was similarly in disbelief. He was there when Lord Astaroth told him about the incredible power of the Horn of Calamity- Gjahorn. The Fourth-ranked Supreme Demonic Treasure.
Moreover, to give humanity a chance for resistance, she took all the curses upon herself. She was destined to die miserably, a fact confirmed by all three Heavenly Kings.
