Laura walked out of the War Room a bit gloomily, feeling quite unhappy at the moment. Her eyes were filled with hostility, making her look as if she might kick any stray dog that passed by.
But this was understandable. Anyone would find it hard to bear seeing an opponent they once easily defeated suddenly make rapid progress, while they themselves remain stuck in place.
"Sharon, you're something, aren't you? So what if it's an Eleven-Ring Forbidden Curse? It's not like others don't have it. I'll just go and retreat to study as well."
The Flame Demon Witch mumbled to herself as she resentfully kicked an empty drink bottle on the ground with precision into a distant trash can.
She belonged to the Efreet Family, one of the leading families in the Night City Night Watcher Battalion. It had been rising for over thirty thousand years. Although they never had a Sage, they did produce a few Peak Witches, so they had some foundation.
