"Lady Raven," Abbadon called with a bow, "we've taken care of Violent and his legion of beasts."
"Hm, I see," Raven stroked her chin as if she was deep in her thoughts. "I'm not sure if I'm seeing things, but isn't that an army of beasts behind you? Is that how you took care of them?" She asked with raised eyebrows.
"Lady Raven, may I speak freely?" Maeve said slowly. Her voice was so low, almost as if it was a whisper lost in the wind. A part of her was still afraid of her mistress's true powers."
"Haha, of course, Maeve," Raven chuckled.
"Thank you, kind mistress," she said. "I was the one to spare those monsters and bring them back. I thought that if they've sworn their loyalty to you, you'd forgive them. And I am your adjudicator, my mistress, no soul can lie to my face.
"I've only done that thinking that it might please you, if that's not the case, then I'll eradicate them in an instant, my mistress."