"Amya, that is our target."
As Thousand Bloods carefully uttered the word, I could see the members' expressions darken. Even Damyu, who had been sitting demurely, gulped. As if one could be cursed simply by uttering the name.
After speaking Amya's name, Thousand Bloods paused to catch his breath. In that silence, a small but undeniable sense of fear could be felt. From their reactions alone, even before he began to explain, I had a rough idea of what kind of being she was.
"She has a world like yours, Puppet."
"My world is Puppet?"
"Yes. I've already confirmed it. The way you control those knights so freely, your world can be nothing other than Puppet."
"When it comes to the word 'control,' at least, there isn't a single world that can compare to Puppet."
Hearing the conviction in Thousand Bloods' voice, I felt a sense of relief. Now, as long as I don't give him any hints, he will never think of the keyword 'Deep Sea'. The problem was, it seemed he had fallen into a bit of a delusion because of that misunderstanding.
"But if you both have Puppet worlds? You can strike Amya's weakness. If we're aiming for the Upper World, there's no other choice but her."
"Hmm..."
Well, it's something that has to be done anyway. I nodded, but then it occurred to me that he had glossed over an important part, so I asked again.