"Who lives and who dies? That's still up in the air..."
Seraphina couldn't hold back anymore. Watching Malenthia strut around like she owned the place lit a fire in her eyes. She growled under her breath, voice low and sharp. "Master, this bitch is way too full of herself. Let's take her down!"
Malenthia finally turned her attention toward Seraphina, clearly noticing her for the first time.
"You—are you with the Forest faction?"
Seraphina scoffed. "Hell no. I'm from Emerald Castle."
"Emerald Castle...?" Malenthia blinked, then let out a mocking laugh. "Never even heard of it. Some no-name backwater faction? Looks like you all came here just to die."
Her gaze swept across Ethan, Orryn, Kaiin, Balthazar, Isaryne, and finally Seraphina again. Her tone stayed arrogant, dripping with disdain—but deep in her eyes, something shifted. A flicker of unease. Maybe even fear.
