Seraphina walked towards the eastern corner of the Fate Realm.
Thud… thud…
Walking behind her, Hecate quietly stared at the back of the High Priestess with a burning intensity.
The humiliation that she faced a few minutes ago still burned fresh in her mind. Thinking of how the High Priestess trampled all over her pride, she felt her mind clouding with rage.
'How dare she???'
'I'm the future HIGH PRIESTESS!'
She clenched and unclenched her fists and though she tried to control it, she could not help her qi swirling erratically within her body.
Her emotions were unstable, the shame clung to her like a cloak, like a second skin that she simply couldn't get rid of.
Glaring at the High Prietess's back, she felt her hands brushing against the hem of her black gown and for the first time, dark thoughts filled her mind as thoughts of treason against the Demoness Sect filled her mind.
