Snicker.
Upon hearing it, Kathy couldn't help but snicker; even children wouldn't fall for such nonsense.
He's not a Divine.
Not even Ancestor Spirit could save us, could he really do it?
But, if he really were Divine, then he definitely wouldn't be here to save her.
Kathy knew Cyril meant well, trying to offer them comfort, but she never truly believed him from the start.
Yes, she didn't believe it at all.
"I really don't believe it..."
Yet, in a moment of desperation, an unrealistic thought flickered in her mind.
What if it's true?
If it's true, why not pray without hope?
Given the current situation, even if it turns out to be a scam, it's not really a loss, right?
"..."
Kathy stayed silent for an unknown period, suddenly closed her eyes, and began to pray silently in her heart.
The young shaman, with her last bit of strength, devotedly prayed to this unknown existence whose presence wasn't even certain.
"Herbert, please save me, save our clan..."
"Please, save us!"
