Duncan didn't mind that she had borne a child for the Dark Monarch, and she didn't mind the demonized body's size being too large.
In short, it was a seamless fit.
"Aren't we already allied?"
Duncan's demonic form instantly turned the tables, directly reaching out to clasp the long neck of the Witch Queen. He gazed at the beautiful queen before him and slowly said, "Whether it's what you want or what I want, we must seize it from the Divine Spirit!"
The position above won't appear out of thin air; you kill one and a spot opens up.
This is a solid deal, where one dies and another emerges.
The Divine Spirit is immortal.
You can never wait for them to die of old age, and if you wait for them to doom themselves, it would take hundreds or thousands of years.
The Witch Queen attempts to break free, to regain control, to return to the top position, but she is powerless, as this demon's strength is so formidable that even using the Force Field Hand can't shake him in the slightest.
