The Witch's Game would never be complete…
Unless the witch herself took part.
That had always been the unspoken rule.
But it seemed the Witch's battle… was already over.
Hovering in the sky beside the red gate…
Beatrice, inside Adriana's body, let out a sigh of disappointment.
"Sansa Valerion… is that really all you've got?"
Her face showed clear disappointment as she stared down at Sansa.
The girl lay inside a massive crater of destruction, her body broken and drenched in blood.
She had lost—completely.
Adriana had overwhelmed her with a terrifying gap in power.
"I didn't expect you to be this weak. What happened to the strength you once showed me? The terrifying shadows that once struck fear into the fiercest of Nightmare Creatures?"
For years, Beatrice had lived inside the temple, using Adriana's body as a vessel.
In other words, Beatrice had lived among Frey and his companions for nearly two years now.
