Olivia scoffed. "Heh, what are you now? A grim reaper predicting my demise? Do you see into the future or something?" A humorless laugh escaped her lips, devoid of genuine amusement.
Yoo-Euni, however, tensed. The way Alex spoke, the quiet confidence that resonated in his voice – it sent a shiver down her spine. She kept a watchful eye on both Alex and Olivia, unsure of what Alex's motives might be.
"You know? That after this, your flower magic with your demon power, will not match Sebastian."
Olivia's eyes narrowed at Alex's words. "Match me? Ahahaha! He's already dead! My flower magic will be far superior to his ever again!"
Alex met her gaze with a steely resolve. "There's something you're not considering," he said, his voice calm but laced with a hidden power. "Sebastian isn't dead."
Olivia's haughty expression faltered for a split second, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.