Kapitel 680: She Is Born To Rule

Till a while ago, Arlan, Draven, and Drayce were lying on the dusty ground, all weak and ready to be captured by the demons, but time passed and no one came.

"What's going on? Do they think we're dead and there's no need to collect our bodies?" Arlan asked.

"Maybe they're waiting for the dust to settle so their fragile lungs won't suffer from inhaling it?" Drayce commented.

"Both of you should try to use those distorted hearing senses of yours instead," Draven suggested.

"Let's listen to the man of wisdom here," Arlan chuckled, to which Drayce agreed.

They focused on listening, and the next moment Arlan was surprised. "Oriana," he heard her voice and what she was saying to the demons. "My girl, she is born to rule," he said with pride, impressed by the way she was arguing with Tharzimon without losing her calm and using her brain.

"That's certainly true," Drayce commented.