7th Prince's Deduction

Two arenas were formed.

On one stood twenty-two ranked princes not selected by Varian. Divided into eleven stages, they were fighting it out at full force.

It looked like they received instructions to hasten the process and achieve a result as soon as possible.

As for why such an order was given? To deny Varian a chance to fight the weaklings of the bunch and appear at least a bit strong.

Samael Astreas was a petty prince. He didn't like others questioning him, much less openly defying his words.

He tolerated Varian's actions so far for Eshala. But if he could make him suffer, if only a bit, he'd gladly do so.

'He'll face hell once Eshala is dealt with. Whether Guan takes over or someone else, I'll have to get the key files in her faction.'

Samael wasn't planning to let Eshala go under any cost. Even if he had to sacrifice his entire faction just to kill her, he was ready to do it.