She sighed as she watched the smoke and ash rise from the burned embers of the Infinite Demon Sect Compound. 

The defensive array had been a bitch-and-a-half to disable without the ability to brute force it down, and the stupid blood magic made the mooks even more annoying to dispatch - The Myriad-Majesties Sword was still easily enough to slice all the way through, but the animations were...

She huffed. 

Not important. 

What's fuckin' important is the fuckin' autogloat projection in front of her, and the fact that yes, the bloody branch master was in fact a Spirit Soveriegn, from a quick examination past the final snarl of spirit energy that was the last tatters of the defensive formation. 

...She cracked her knuckles, and tried not to lose her cool as she half-listened to it rant.