บท 674: Answer My Questions

"Stay right there if you don't want to die," Oriana's angry voice echoed inside the chamber as she glared at the demon in warrior-like sober attire.

In response, Xyron knelt on one knee, "My Lady, Princess Esmeray, Xyron, the general of the demon realm's military, greets you."

"I don't care who you are. All I want is to get the hell out of here," she growled, anger brewing inside her.

Free from the Demon Lord's power, Oriana could now use her power to some extent despite her weak body. She looked at the huge vase placed in the corner of the chamber and, in the next moment, it flew towards Xyron.

Crash!

Before it could even reach Xyron, a power collided with it, and the vase turned into ashes. Oriana, not surprised by it, could only glare at him.

So everyone here was more powerful than her, despite she is said to be the demon princess, a most powerful demoness. She felt like it was nothing but a great joke.