Fyr-Fyr flipped through her notebook and looked mischievously at the ceiling.
-- Alright, let's consider your apologies accepted. And let's also consider that in this particular case, knowledge won't destroy you... Unfortunately, now you won't be able to say that you had nothing to do with it, and your words will judge you for the rest of your life, because you will have to watch them and bear full responsibility for them, up to the absolute limit. But you wanted it yourself, my curious little ones.)
-- In general, if you're so interested in my biography, I'll tell you that in the past, I did fight a hopeless opponent, and he was so hopeless that after all the preparation I could do and all the effort I put in, we ended up in a heroic, but unpleasant for me, draw. It was similar to what happened with Ferocity, except that it was even worse, and there was no "Kalina" nearby to gather the ashes of my former bodies back together. I worked alone, that's just how it was.
-- Despite everything, it turned out that my soul was needed elsewhere, or maybe some twist of fate played a trick on me, but I, resurrected alive and well on Anush, was recruited by Princess Naria into her squad to save the world. And I wasn't against it, since the new land accepted me with love, didn't judge me by the color of my aura, and even blessed me through our patriarch, which means I'm ready to repay it in kind, or at least as much as my strength and abilities allow. That's how I answered your questions, right?) If not, I really think it's too much responsibility to just tell, because there is mind reading in the world, and torture, but on the other hand, for the sake of our friendship, I will trust you. And also because, besides you, every other priest in the city already knows, and most of them are nothing to me, so I'm just restoring justice.) But, at your request, little kittens.