Julia smirked, shrugging as she spoke indifferently, "Who knows? Maybe by now, he's already buried at the bottom of the river."
"You're all a bunch of bastards!" Maya shouted before preparing to storm out of the room.
Julia watched her retreating figure, her enchanting voice ringing again: "Don't you think this is the best outcome for all of us? You won't die, Matthew won't die—only the useless ones deserve to die here. Besides, do you think you'll make it in time? The moment you step out that door, Nerio might already be strangled to death by Clow. No matter how much you want to, you won't be able to save him. Just give up and leave the dungeon with us."
Maya's gaze wavered with hesitation. At this moment, she wasn't even sure if Julia's power was influencing her, but—she stopped in her tracks.
Julia looked at Maya, smiling mockingly. "I don't even need to use my ability this time. Looks like you're much easier to deal with than Matthew."
