“So, another Druj? Or was everything here based on the authority of one person?” Kamistella asked mockingly into the emptiness. “Run, run, and perform sucking motions in the groin area of an aroused impotent man... the demise of this mansion will now be on your conscience, not mine. You rotten little people... that's how much your mistress's legacy means to you...”
For a moment, the lunar elf was overcome by the urge to burn the mansion to the ground, but she overcame it. Then she went to check if Kimchilla's collection was still there. It would be too easy for the former staff to also be thieves.