Her face would be beet red, the veins in her neck bulging.
If Orion, Leonidas, and Makareth were all in the same room with Isabella, that's exactly what she would look like. Orion could picture it perfectly.
Leonidas: If I had to guess, Makareth's already in the middle of consolidating his body of faith. He'll be hitting archlord any day now.
That was a low blow.
By shifting the topic to Makareth, Leonidas was seemingly letting Isabella off the hook. In reality, it was a critical hit that dealt true damage, bypassing all her defenses.
After all, when Makareth was still below the peak of the Legendary tier, he had fought Isabella and her colossal dragon to a standstill. And now? Makareth had lapped her. He was at the same rank and already preparing for his next ascension. In comparison, Isabella's own minor progress felt pathetic.
Makareth: Bro, I was fine until you brought it up. Now I'm just depressed.
