Right?

Amphorae watched Lyla, Zaire and Damaris leave, a complicated expression flickering with the deep greens of her eyes.

There was a war going on inside her. It simply wasn't in her personality to sit back and stay safe. She'd much rather lead the vanguard even if it put her life at risk. She was an angel, the Demon Sage's daughter… how could she feel comfortable just sitting here?

However, when she thought back to Dyon's almost pleading expression, she felt her heart tremble. She couldn't bring herself to deny him.

Amphorae sighed. 'Is this what it means to be in love? It's made me quite weak.' She thought to herself somewhat bitterly.

"Little Rae, you're here?" A somewhat elated voice filled Amphorae's ears, but considering how deep and ancient it sounded, the excitement seemed out of place.