Morgan knew how devious and monstrous her brother was.
In Antarctica, he had been weaker than her. He had been slower than her. Even his technique, while stellar, had been inferior to hers.
He had not commanded an army or possessed a force of powerful Echoes, either.
And yet, he had turned her nearly assured victory into a defeat.
Even if it had seemed like the forces of Valor would have prevailed before the descent of the Nightmare Gates, in the end, Morgan herself would not have lived long enough to see their triumph — she would have been dead, slain by that fiend.
So, she knew how fearsome her brother was.
However…
She also noticed how he had changed after coming to the shores of the Sword Domain.
Even his mask of pleasant friendliness was gone, replaced by the inhuman emptiness that Mordret had usually kept hidden in the past.
