In her daze, it seemed someone was shouting at her like this.
Under the influence of that voice.
The anger in her heart could no longer be restrained. Honkai energy surged throughout her body and gathered in her fist.
Before Russell's nearly horrified gaze, Susanna, whose professional level was as high as B-rank, suddenly attacked the mere Herrscher of Death, throwing a punch!!
Her fist flew like the wind, her momentum like raging waves. Susanna truly was promising A-rank material. That punch looked no weaker than Kiana had been when Russell first met her!
But would a punch like that work on a Herrscher?
"No, don't hit me!!"
Accompanied by that mournful cry, the ferocious little bear was sent flying bodily and embedded in the ceiling.
A few seconds later.
The little bear crashed to the floor. Perhaps because she had often been made to perform for her elders as a child—and a captain counted as an elder—she was wearing a dancer's outfit.
The outfit had clearly been designed to let the dancer flutter as lightly as a butterfly, so her parents could proudly say, "Our girl dances beautifully," rather than, "She provoked the Herrscher of Death and got punched into the ceiling without damaging it."
Russell: "..."
Russell lowered his head reluctantly. Large swathes of the girl's fair skin, even the little points on her chest, were plainly visible.
Yet it was unexpectedly not alluring at all—her eyes had turned completely into spirals, foam spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her body kept twitching.
She was clearly a beautiful, distressed young girl with torn clothes, but the sight made one's dick as calm as if it had erectile dysfunction.
"Ah... s-sorry!!"
Seele, who had been attacked, seemed utterly frightened by Susanna's miserable state.
Her eyes were slightly