Adel's voice was filled with a certain loathing.
She detested everything related to the Shadow Elves, yet fate was always so disrespectful, forcing her to repeatedly encounter things related to that one-quarter of her bloodline within her body, to the extent that it could even be called a "bloodline curse."
"So, the Twilight followers secretly in league with the Snegov family come from the Dark Territory beneath the Eternal Abyss…"
Murphy sat in the chair, an opened envelope beside him.
These rats of the dark all communicated with each other using secret languages; on the surface, these appeared to be ordinary letters, extremely difficult to decipher without knowing the encryption method.
Behind him, Triss was setting up a brand-new binding ritual, intended to trap the Spider Demon that was currently being frozen.
