He frowned. "Ashborns?"
Camilla's eyes lit up. "Yes, my lord. We are those who follow and worship your greatness . When you killed all those beasts and rescued us, we took it as a sign. A divine act."
Her voice trembled, not from fear, but devotion. "You didn't just save us. You showed us that power can be just. That a higher being walks among mortals. We want to worship and follow such a fair god."
Asher looked at her, unsure how to respond. He really did not care about this useless stuff.
"I'm not a god. You're wasting your faith."
Camilla didn't flinch. "We disagree. Power like yours doesn't come without reason. We've seen the miracles Whether you accept it or not, to us, you're the one worthy of following."
Before Asher could reply, a familiar voice broke through.
"Alright, that's enough."
Skyler walked forward, arms crossed. She stepped between them, planting herself like a wall.
She already got the gist of it from Baik and the others.
