"Yakima, why are you here? Shouldn't you be overseeing your guild?" Lady Gaga asked with a slight frown, attempting to maintain the authority of an elder. However, just standing before Yakima was giving her immense, suffocating pressure.
'This girl... She isn't even consciously emanating any spirit energy; it's like her very cellular structure is passively radiating this absolute power entirely on its own... Is that level of integration even possible?' She stared intently at Yakima's pupil-less eyes, searching for a flaw in her aura.
'She is also not actively using the Soul Eyes! Have I simply gotten too old?' Gaga thought, a rare sliver of doubt piercing her usual abrasive confidence.
"Sorry for coming unexpectedly... But I am here to ask for help," Yakima said. Her voice was surprisingly soft, calm, and light—completely opposite from the booming, tyrannical presence everyone had constructed in their minds.
"Huh?"
"....?!!"
