"What?" Diane knew what he meant, but the way he said it…
She hated it. She was indeed jealous of Maria, but saying her as useless?
"She is weak and fragile. One hundred percent useless in combat." His eyes flickered back to the screen, lingering on Maria's cocoon.
"Though I must admit, her eyes are fascinating. They might evolve into something… useful."
Diane's jaw clenched. "Mock her again and I will rip you apart. She isn't weak, the fact that she didn't even hesitate of coming here—"
He cut her off, "Brave? What is the use of it when you can't do a thing? What an admirable sentiment," Mark replied casually, before his gaze sharpened as it returned to Diane.
"But perhaps you should be more concerned about yourself. Have you ever wondered why you cannot evolve, even after consuming Crimson Nectar?"
The words hit her harder than any blow.
