'I think I'm the only person who's had the seven devil lords in one room before,' Katarina mused quietly as her gaze swept across them.
It wasn't just that. She was also among the very few who had ever entered the devil realm physically and lived to speak of it.
After all, it was far too dangerous for most.
"As Belphegor told you, we are from a distant future. After fighting the apostle of Kranos, we were thrown into this time."
Her tone was steady, controlled. She had deliberately chosen not to mention their personal connection to Lucas. That kind of detail would only invite unnecessary suspicion.
"And how do you plan on proving it?" Lucifer asked.
There was a sharp edge beneath his calm. As the one who had been humbled during their brief exchange earlier, he clearly had unresolved grievances.
"I don't."
The atmosphere in the room tightened instantly at her response, tension snapping into place like drawn steel. Yet Katarina remained completely unfazed.
