Goddesses help the poor soul that place belongs to, if that is the case...

[She mutters her idle commentary under her breath before sighing.]

There are good intentions, I am certain, but... [No one told them what they were to face if the Anoli were to appear during the tournament, and yet they were expected to be ready anyway. How is this any different? ... She keeps her thoughts to herself, however, not willing to speak so long as she knows someone relevant is listening.] Regardless, once we are healed, I see little they can do to stop us from looking.