Father Black raised his head to look in Perseus's direction. "Hmmm! So he is able to hold back. Not bad."
After a while of fighting, both insect-B and Morgana looked to be a bit exhausted, but there was obviously still fighting fire in their eyes.
On seeing this, Father Black waved his hand, "Sit!" he ordered and instantly, all attention was drawn to him.
Without question, including the wounded combatants, everyone sat at the table.
"I'll take that at least for now, you all have let out some heat. Because we are at the start of a long war, and now, more than ever, we will be needing to stand together as one."
"Stand together?" Crusher snickered. "We wouldn't even be in this situation if it wasn't Morgana's fault in the first place. You should be punishing her for inviting a god into our home, and messing things up. And now, the Demons are back, and i don't think you have heard, but the Abaddon Royal Family are the most brutal of all the nine Royal families of Hell."
