A petty Riona?
"…"
Silence fell over the room.
Strange expressions appeared on the women's faces, especially Thyra and Ember, after all, they were the ones who had lost almost all of their subordinates.
The subordinates they trained on their own.
"Are you alright…?" Nux questioned with a worried look on his face.
He wasn't planning on sugarcoating it. He did expect that this would happen and somewhere in their hearts, the women knew this was true as well.
Cultivation was a lonely path.
Separating from people you are close to is a natural phenomenon people have to get used to.
After all, no one is strong enough to escape the claws of time, not even the 'mighty' Divine Stage Cultivators.
"Yes, I am."
Suddenly, Ember nodded with an expressionless look on her face.
"Mhm, they lived their life and now they are gone. It is as simple as that. It's not like it is the first time I have lost a subordinate anyway."