As Morticia spoke, her face was covered in frost, but deep down, she was embarrassed and annoyed.

'I'm the Witch of the fiend race. How could I submit to a human? I was even held by Darryl for a long time. If news of what happened spread out, how could I ever face the fiend race in the future? How could I face Archfiend Antigonus?' she thought.

Darryl remained calm after being threatened and narrowed his eyes. "Fiend Martyr, nothing actually happened between us earlier. What can I possibly say