Nerissa's tone rises. "108!? You're not joking, right? And wait, you said something about Earth. What do you mean by that?"
"As I said, there are other planets. Do you think Earth could survive with 108 people having abilities like mine?"
"It's going to be a long fight, Nerissa. But you don't need to worry about that for now."
"Just focus on the enemy we can see – the Moroi family."
"Alaric told me we can kill those who come to us, meaning he won't care if Darius's family takes action for revenge."
Nerissa gulps down her apprehension. '108 people like Malacai, each with their own army. What have I been pulled into?'
Her heart was gripped with fear, imagining their enemies; not only did they have power, but they also had more time to develop.
Seeing her expression, Malacai laughs, knowing what she's thinking.
"With risk comes reward, Nerissa. Don't think Mom is cured."
