The Sleeping Lion Awakens
The underground meeting eventually came to an end.
One after another, the elders quietly left the chamber.
No one spoke.
The image of Sir Randolph's head falling onto the stone floor remained fresh in their minds.
As the last elder disappeared beyond the stone passage, Ramona remained seated alone.
She slowly closed her eyes.
'Fools...'
'They still don't understand the difference between courage and stupidity.'
Her fingers gently tapped the armrest.
Trying to assassinate Victor while he slept...
That wasn't bravery.
It was suicide.
She had witnessed his battle with her own eyes.
Even now, while unconscious, the mysterious pressure constantly leaking from his body required dozens of academy instructors and powerful mages just to suppress.
And beside him...
Lane had not left his side even once.
Ramona had watched the black-haired woman during the battle.
She knew exactly how dangerous she was.
