"Boring!"
Martia shook her head slightly. Sukra had already resigned herself to death, facing it without resistance. The Death Knight, ruthless and laconic, failed to deliver the sorrowful farewell she had hoped to witness.
This was truly disappointing!
In the arena, a group of devils steadied their footing, casting sullen yet fearful glances at the three overlords.
So, you guys can actually control the Death Knight, huh? xN
Their gazes were unbearably intrusive, lacking tact. Martia casually pointed toward the shell formation of the Seraphs and commanded, "Death Knight, kill them all."
Whether it was the angels or their own ranks she referred to, Martia casually gestured with a sweeping motion that encompassed a vast area. Who she actually intended for, only Hell knew.
The devils, quick to recognize the situation, unleashed a chorus of curses and scattered in every direction as if fleeing for their lives.
