Watching the figure of Daphne through the screen, Sia shuddered. Her chest heaved up and down, her shoulders trembled and she drew heavy breaths.
Her golden eyes turned bloody red and a mad, furious and fanatic voice left her lips.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill her! That bitch deserves death! No, death is too…light!"
A thick killing intent exploded out of her, dying the dark space crimson.
Sarah hurriedly grabbed Sia's hand before she could use the darkness power and bust their lies of being Jai Empire's agents.
Varian heaved a sigh of relief and turned to Sage Nevar.
The old man was looking at Sia in astonishment and confusion. The woman had been silent so far except for matching glances with the cold woman and Varian.
But what happened so suddenly? They were just staring at the maid on the screen with Baldur.
Varian rubbed the back of his head and explained with an expression of deep sadness and suffering.
