Morgana's expression changed slightly.
For several seconds, she stared at Isabella before releasing a long sigh.
"To be perfectly honest, Mistress, I'm beginning to think remaining bound to you might not be such a terrible alternative after all."
Isabella's eyes narrowed.
Morgana met her gaze.
And they both stared daggers at each other.
——
Meanwhile, outside the palace…
The rest of the team had already gathered beside the private jet that had brought them from Gritnia to the Demon Continent.
Ethan had informed them of his conversation with Nathan and that was enough to bring everyone together again.
They had wasted almost no time preparing for another departure.
Most were already dressed in their combat equipment, carrying whatever weapons and supplies they considered necessary.
Nathan stood nearby with Jillia, who had brought along the backpack she had been preparing earlier.
