[GREALOR]
"Zula, no!" Gabriel tried and Zula just scoffed at him.
"Let's settle this, one-on-one, Igor. If you beat me, you can kill the remaining rogues. But if I best you, you give us Sanjiro," Zula said, ignoring Gabriel's attempts to stop her. She wasn't going to stop, not for anyone.
Maybe Zula had lost her mind with all of this. There were no other explanations for the most daring challenge right now. She knew what this would lead to and yet even then had still remained adamant about it all.
It was like she didn't care that there were lives at stake and that so many people would be ruined because of her little stunt. Or maybe, just maybe, she was done waiting for the plan to mature.
Maybe she was so drunk on revenge and the desire to remind Igor that he owned him, and could manipulate him, that she forgot what it meant to be on the battlefield, truly.
It was the worst possible thing for a woman like her, but she wasn't even bothered by it.
