"When the Princess threatens others, she should first consider her own situation," said Enna Clark with a sneer. "Otherwise, she won't instill fear in anyone; she'll only make herself look foolish!"
"What did you say? You dare call me stupid!" Scarlett had never been subjected to such humiliation. Her pretty face turned beet red, flashing shades of green, white, and purple in rapid succession—it was quite a sight to behold.
Unfortunately for Scarlett, Enna had no intention of wasting time in a war of words.
Enna was clueless about how long the anesthetic would last, and she knew she'd be in danger once the effects wore off if she kept wasting time with Scarlett.
Calmly analyzing the situation, Enna ignored Scarlett's provocations and suddenly turned to face the two stout men who had also been anesthetized.
"You, you... what are you doing?"
"What are you doing..."
