Before she could finish, Myst slapped her hard across the face, sending Elisa sprawling to the floor. The slap, born of pure rage, left Elisa nearly fainting from the impact. She spat out blood, her nose also bleeding profusely. Only after a long while did she regain her senses, stunned and stinging with pain.
"You hit me?!" she shrieked, leaping to her feet, her demeanor wildly erratic. "How could you?!"
"Why shouldn't I, you stupid idiot?" Myst retorted coldly, delivering another equally forceful slap that sent Elisa reeling sideways. Dazed and numb, her thoughts swirled. Even Dustin's previous slap hadn't been this harsh.
"Ahhh!" Elisa raged, baring her teeth. "Didn't you say you'd submit to me?! How could you watch someone slap me like this?! Hit her! What are you, freeloaders?! Kill her!" Doubtful glances passed between the gang leaders. Forced into submission by the Lotus Sect's power, they dared not offend Hell Hall. Thus, no one moved.
Seeing their inaction, Elisa's fury intensified. "Just you wait! I'll make you all pay!" she snarled, pointing savagely. Then, her gaze fell on Robin, who had remained impassive throughout.
"Mr. Chad, Robin, I order you to capture Dustin and that woman! I will punish them!" she roared.
Robin and Chad exchanged resigned glances. They couldn't offend Hell Hall, yet they served the Wyatt family. Robin descended from the second floor, landing before Elisa.
"Miss Elisa, please calm down," he pleaded. "Hell Hall is powerful. We shouldn't become enemies with them; things will get… difficult."
Elisa glared, refusing to back down. "Hell Hall isn't that great! Why are you all so scared? Are you saying even the combined forces of the Chandler family and the Lotus Sect can't win?" she demanded incredulously.
Robin was stunned, then smiled bitterly. "Miss Elisa, you overestimate… Let me put it this way: even combined, the Chandler family and the Lotus Sect are nothing before Hell Hall. They could make us disappear easily."
Elisa was astounded. She hadn't expected Hell Hall's power to be so overwhelming. How could Dustin, a Wyatt with no apparent achievements, possess such strength? Even assuming hidden power, this surpassed her comprehension. Had she known, she wouldn't have been so arrogant.
"How does Hell Hall compare to the Seven Clans of Central Harbor?" she asked hesitantly, considering the Winter family the apex of power.
Robin shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips. "While the Seven Clans are strong, compared to Hell Hall, they're much weaker," he said, his frown deepening. Elisa's eyes widened in disbelief.