It was Replicus' turn to be shocked.
Destroy the Purity?
What in the world inspired Elita to such a goal?
Replicus withheld his momentary instinct to judge, however. Knowing Elita, at least the Elita he had met back then, he was sure she hadn't suddenly turned into an unreasonable, vengeful heathen with a boner for chaos.
Elita looked at him and smiled.
"I'm sure you realise this isn't an objective fuelled by some personal vendetta," she said. "However, it does have a lot to do with me and the Deities."
"…I'm listening," Replicus said. Everyone else was too.
Elita sighed.