[ The ghosts do not scare her, though she is surprised to see so many of them willingly following a human... The spirits she'd been chasing were so weak and on the verge of fading, they couldn't even regain a ghostly appearance. They're scared, but mostly because they're about to vanish.

No matter. Ereshkigal doesn't show any fear at that sword pointed at her. If anything, the fact a human caught her like that... Now it's terrifying. But she doesn't have the time to think about that. Souls are in danger! ]

I am not capturing ghosts, I am saving them from that abominable giant!

[ Ever since she'd heard about it, she had thought about nothing but that. She couldn't get up with that sword pointed at her, but... A blade of light materialized in her right hand. Ugh, how she missed being almighty in her realm. She didn't want to fight that human, but the alternative was unacceptable. ]

I-I am Ereshkigal, Keeper of Death and Goddess of the Underworld! [Said with about as much charisma as can be expected from someone on the ground trying to get little lights in a cage.] And no matter the world, I shall keep the souls of the dead safe! If-if you intend to stand in my way, prepare to face my wrath!