"You're making a big mistake," the blue-eyed lady said through gritted teeth. "Do you really wish to make our Cabal your enemy?"
"Why not?" Thirteen sneered. "You're the one who started it. This is just a consequence of your actions. How dare you do that to Sherry?"
The blue-eyed lady groaned as her bent arms and legs made a popping sound, returning to their respective places.
"This is just a clone I sent to see whether you are worthy of becoming our ally," the blue-eyed lady said arrogantly. "But it seems that you are too arrogant for your own good."
Thirteen didn't even bat an eye as the young lady fixed her dislocated limbs and stood up, glaring at him.
"Foolish child, do you really think having a Majin King by your side gives you the right to push your weight around here in Antares?" The lady's blue eyes glowed with power. "You have no idea who you are dealing with."
