I Mean, Let's Put An End to This Charade

"I disagree!"

Lilith was the one who spoke. She cast a sorrowful glance at her sister, bound in chains, before turning to Aragon, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She had never expected Aragon and the Demon race's higher-ups to stage such a rebellion. If she had known sooner, she would have wiped them out—no matter the cost.

Aragon, however, remained unfazed. Lilith was Liliana's cousin; her opposition was inevitable.

"Heh! Your opposition means nothing," Aragon sneered. "You're just one person, while the majority stands with me. According to Demon race law, a majority vote is enough to alter any policy or rule." His voice was cold, devoid of the slightest hesitation or fear.

Lilith gritted her teeth, struggling to find a retort. As much as she despised Aragon, he was technically not breaking the rules.

Over 66 percent of the higher-ups had sided with him, while only a handful remained loyal to Liliana.