Dralh Sea, Abode of the Mystics!
Sleeping within the quarters meant for the Mystic Human Council Chief was Ruvva, her expression dull and tired. Lazily, she turned around, groaning in a lack of motivation, "Haaah!"
She was at a loss after the crushing defeat she suffered under the hands of Brangara. It wasn't as if it was a defeat. Gannala casually defeated her too.
However, in that case, Gannala's strength was superior. But things were different in this case.
Ruvva's strength wasn't too inferior as compared to Brangara. Or rather, she had a higher resistance, better and more Minor Treasures, and even external support from both the Mystic Human Council and the Transcendent Eater.
Despite everything, she was treated as a toddler by Brangara. The sheer versatility he had displayed stumped her, for the first time in her life, she felt inferior.
"Shhhh…" She exhaled loudly, causing the bed sheet to fly away like a kite in the room. "What to do…"
