Seraphina Redgrave glanced at Ethan Sterling, who was already asleep, turned on the camera function, turned off a palace lamp, and sent a selfie to the group.
The bedroom didn't have much lighting, even during the day it was quite dark. She casually took a picture; it wasn't particularly flattering.
"Beatrice Fawcett: Seraphina! I'm glad you're okay!"
"Ronan Yates: Seraphina, where are you? Let's celebrate tonight, we've become so popular, so many people know us now!"
Looking at Ronan Yates' message, Seraphina couldn't help but glance at Ethan Sterling lying beside her, then began to tap on her phone screen.
"Seraphina Redgrave: I can't make it tonight. You guys can celebrate; the competition is over. There's no one left to spoil your fun. But after you're done, head back to school. The future of The Defiance Society has just begun; I'd like to see anyone get cocky."
She sent a bit of motivational wisdom to the group, shutting Ronan Yates into silence.
