The other three Supremes from the Succubus Queen's faction were grinning from ear to ear as they watched Mephistopheles, their bare malice and disdain on full display.
Earlier, they had spoken with some restraint, but now they let their true feelings pour out.
"Aren't you quite strong? Once Her Majesty the Queen arrives, you will undoubtedly die."
"She has already instructed us to keep an eye on you. Await your punishment, Mephistopheles."
"I advise you to stop now; perhaps Her Majesty will spare you."
"You humiliated me earlier, and soon you shall pay it back in full!"
The voices of the three Supremes were not loud.
However, nearly everyone present possessed strength above demigod level—who wouldn't hear them clearly?
When Sterl heard this, he couldn't help but furrow his brow, thinking—
This is bad!
It seemed the situation was heading in a rather dire direction.
