"That's right."
The fierce battle below the High Tower seemed to have no effect on the Witch's mood.
She gave a slight nod, then stepped forward, studying the pulsating Magic Core before her with keen interest.
"That... Witch Demon?"
The Purple-haired Witch spoke as she slowly extended a finger toward the core's surface.
With a faint SIZZ, the swirling Magic Elements instantly scraped a red mark across her fingertip.
But the sting didn't make her frown. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes.
"He isn't the true master of this Demon City. He merely happened upon some device that can operate this High Tower."
"This also means he doesn't have complete control over the High Tower—the core of the Demon City. Therefore..."
She pulled her finger back and casually put the reddened tip in her mouth, her voice slightly muffled as she continued.
