Medaka
The second he struck her body, Medaka was sure to shut off her pain receptors. That way, she could at least have a painless death. However, she wasn't dying, she wasn't even passing out. In fact, her senses were accutely aware of the man leaving and of what was going on around her.
"It appears in the heat of the moment I forgot," she muttered, inching her upper torso closer to her lower body. It would take a second, but she would easily be able to reattach it if everything went as planned.
Ruler
Despite shooting Rider a split second glare, the preist stayed silent, unable to decide on what to say. On one hand, Rider was clearly misguided. There simply couldn't be more than one god and more importantly, god should exist across the multiverse. There cannot be different gods in different world but rather one god who rules them all.
He thought back to a trip he had to a foreign land. There a famous panting attempting to depict god's form had gained traction. It was a strange golem like creature, connected to several other strange monsters. It was stated by the artist that all of these creatures were god. That is to say, god is beyond our comprehension, not bound by our rules. But that was supposed to be the function of the bible, a scripture to understand his messages.
No. This was wrong. These thoughts were wrong. The issue is that she has lost faith.
"While I am not sure everything my master says is entirely accurate, she is right," he said, his voice becoming harsher, more assertive. "You need not visual evidence to feel god's impact on this world. Even if you could gain such things, it would not give you what you truly require. Faith."