Her intense glare settled on his unmoving form as her fingers wrapped around the hilt of her blade. She wasn’t going to have anything to do with some chauvinistic pig and she was aiming to teach him a lesson. Her sword quickly flicked from her sheath its hilt slamming into the large man’s stomach. Zoroko was weaker than before but her punches were still strong. She didn’t kill him though she wouldn’t mind cutting off other body parts.

“I can watch out for myself.” Her voice dripped with venom.