Chapter 95: Give the Goliathea Your Souls
The evil Queen exhaled a breath filled with hellish smoke after watching Siren crash into the radio station. Surely a shot like the one she delivered to her enemy followed up by the fall she endured would be enough to keep the annoying brat out of her hair long enough.
“Well, that took longer than it should have,” she said while dusting her long dress off. “Now, with that Neanderthal out of the picture, my conquest can begin!”
Even with the Riot Girl out of the picture, the Goliathea still failed to realize something important; she was not the only one left to oppose her.