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"You're courting death," Isabella's eyes had completely turned crimson, matching her black veil and eerily luminous pale skin, emanating a sinister charm.
Her voice had not risen, but the underlying chill in her tone had reached its peak.
Kimberly furrowed her brows; she could feel that Isabella was on the verge of eruption.
Although Kimberly also thought Angel's words were too much, choosing to become entirely hostile with Illusion Demon Island now was not a wise move.
Even though she had fortuitously stepped into the realm of True Knowledge, she knew her own limits—her power was still a great deal inferior to Sanders'.
Not to mention, Sanders had the Gravity Garden.
In such a situation, opposing the forces of Illusion Demon Island would undoubtedly lead to no good end, and the enemy might even safely withdraw in full.
With these thoughts in mind, Kimberly still decided to try and dissuade Isabella.
