Zeal

Versailles knew the way the races in the Nar realm functioned. This was a realm of survival of the fittest.

Every single creature looked out for themselves, and since her decision to join the Battle of Wars as representative of the Snake clan while entering the Underworld Palace had no influence on their survival, they could not care to make even the slightest effort in agreeing or disagreeing with her decision.

She was, however, expecting the vampire's disagreement. She did not know what his problem was, but from the last ambush he set up while she was training the fledglings, she knew that she could not let her guard down against him. And as expected, he did not disappoint.

"You will enter the Underworld Palace? Have you already not said that you will represent the Snake clan in the Battle of Wars?" He frostily asked, his gaze shooting razors as he sharply looked at her.