"Can I know what's going on here?" Morgana asked the two women who were fiercely fighting, almost destroying the arena.
"Ahrgt," Sara sighed exhausted, completely sore, as she looked at Nagasawa in the same state.
"Quiet, let us handle this!" Nagasawa roared, and Morgana raised her eyebrows. "What happened to you?" She questioned, but soon a blast of boiling acid flew towards her face, yet her barrier swiftly stopped it. "You know that wouldn't work on me," she said, and Nagasawa snorted and ignored her.
"Morgana, knock some sense into this idiot! I can't deal with her without killing her!" Sara said, and Morgana once again saw that situation...
"This woman is upset with Dante," Nafiri's voice entered her ears. "Why is she upset?" Morgana asked, "It seems she didn't take well the fact that my darling has many wives besides you, Sara, and Valentina, and she's burning with jealousy," she said, and Morgana's expression turned into a complete poker face.
