Chapitre 397: This was war

"How does that sound, hmm?"

"Amusing how you always find ways to make me reconsider." Joaquin chuckled in ridicule, while Aries shrugged indifferently. "Why are you so confident, Aries? Was it because Haimirich is on your back?"

"Think whatever helps you sleep at night," Aries smirked. "But what I can tell you is you kill my people, and I will not hesitate to cut myself. Once my brother finds out about my death... he'll melt your throne with you in it."

Joaquin snorted at her claim, but his smirk didn't reach his eyes. "You're one lucky woman, Aries."

"I won't deny that."

"Hah..." he let out a dry laugh, observing her pair of taunting eyes. Joaquin wouldn't have to reconsider his problem down there. It would heal on his own once morphed; Aries was aware of that as well.