Villain Ch 1253. Ready to Make Some Heroes Cry?
Ahead, his party was already gathering. Vivian was perched on one of the twisted stone thrones, inspecting her demonic claws with a bored expression. Larissa leaned against a pillar, her crimson eyes glowing faintly. Jane stood off to the side, quietly muttering incantations as a dark aura coiled around her. The others—Shea, Zoe, Bella, and Alice—were scattered throughout, preparing in their own way.
"You're late, Emperor," Vivian teased, looking up with a sly smile. "Did you get distracted watching the heroes flail about?"
Allen chuckled, his voice low and smooth. "Something like that. They're putting on quite the show. Sophia's already stirring the pot, and Elio's trying to play peacekeeper."
Larissa rolled her eyes. "Typical. Let me guess, Gil's still mouthing off?"