In an instant, Zora's gaze turned icy, sharp as a blade as it pierced straight into Fiona.
"From beginning to end," she said coldly, "you contributed nothing to this fight. What right do you have to claim the demon crystal?"
Her voice did not stop there, each word striking harder than the last.
"And even if we set that aside, so many experts here took part in killing the Abyssal Crocodile. On what basis do you claim it belongs solely to the House Ravens?"
Fiona's face darkened to a livid blue. Even now, this woman dared speak to her with such arrogance.
"I said it belongs to the House Ravens, so it does," Fiona snapped, her tone turning shamelessly domineering. "I don't care what you say!"
She had clearly made up her mind to act like a rogue, determined to seize the demon crystal regardless of reason or logic.
Seeing Fiona pushed to this shameless extreme, even the surrounding spirit warriors showed helpless expressions.
