The terrifying part was that the monster ignored the Goddess's presence; more precisely, the Goddess did not stop the monster from attacking her.
The divine authority that should have enveloped the entire scene had vanished at this moment.
"Heeheehee————"
Dolin heard a sinister and terrifying laugh near her ear, and she swiftly shot an arrow. The cold light pierced through the white flesh and sped toward the distant starry sky.
It hit, but did no damage. The precise strike of the moonlight was late in coming, proving once more that the Goddess was turning a blind eye.
"How could this be?"
Dolin lost her composure, deprived of her ability to think clearly. As a Golden Mage, she had many tactics at her disposal, but the cold abandonment by the Goddess filled her with fear, and in her panic, she was at a loss.
Faith made people steadfast, yet it could also instantly shatter one's mind.