Izroth had been silently observing everything and everyone ever since he entered the main hall. Naturally, this also included Avia.
He could tell from her behavior that she did not plan to be stuck in the middle of a situation of this scale.
By now, Avia must have come to the realization that she was only a disposable tool to those who were above her in status within the Fifth Great Clan. And, now Pelyria had lost control of the situation, what little fate and hope she held onto must have perished.
Right now, she understood that her life was no longer in her own hands.
Not only that, but she had offended that ruthless Holy Maiden, who was supposed to be bedridden and powerless. How could she not feel as though she had been purposely deceived and sacrificed?