Roley's followers reacted to the woman's desires with sheer instincts. Rage, arrogance and indignation broke through the barriers of nature, and emerged from their cores like the most natural of feelings. Their Goddess had been crossed. It did not matter who had done so, whether it was a stranger, an enemy, or the one they had followed until just minutes ago-Such an offense could not go unpunished.
A natural calamity. The fury of nature rushed ahead in the shape of a horde of elemental might, coming down on Roley's figure like a rainbow-colored meteor shower. Comets of elemental nature that glowed under the odd influence of dancing light and darkness. A terrifying sight that could only be associated with the apocalypse, but that still failed to bring worry to Roley's relaxed features.