Luella’s POV
I don’t know what’s happening.
What I know is that I have been tied down, my mouth covered has been with shadows and my comrades are all lying on the ground—all of them unconscious.
I sighed and glared at the woman who’s sitting in front of me.
She slightly tilted her head and used the palm of her right hand to support her chin. She has been smiling, smirking and grinning at me for quite a while now, like she’s enjoying this view.
She called herself Lisa, the Queen of the Ordeals… and based on the powers that she has just shown me, I believe that’s really their Queen.
My eyebrows furrowed. I struggled, trying to remove the thing that’s cuffing my hands but it’s not moving. I groaned.
“You’re a hard-headed woman, I don’t like you very much.” She said and made a
