Take Control

A fierce battle was about to erupt.

The woman wielding the silver-bladed scimitar moved with lightning speed, so fast that the other underworld members couldn't even follow her movements.

"Is this the power of the Dragon King palace?" someone muttered in awe.

However, in the next second, the woman, who had turned into a blur, suddenly stopped.

When everyone could see her again, she was being held by the throat, lifted high in the air by Dicken.

Her scimitar posed...