"Hmm, wake up, Maxie." She murmurs. By the way she wakes up Max, everyone couldn't tell if she wanted to wake him or not. After a second, a loud 'pak' sound resonated across the four corners of the basement as Seraphina slap Max, back to his consciousness.
Max instantly woke up with a stinging pain on his cheek and another crack to his lips. Still feeling dizzy and clouded mind, while the ironed taste of blood lingered in his mouth, Max receives another slap on his other cheek. The second slap was akin to a cold water splash on him to bring his whole consciousness back to his current situation.
"That's more like it." Seraphina smiled in satisfaction seeing that Max was now undeniably awake after the second slap. Hearing her familiar melodious voice like a heavenly deity lullabying her sheep with an intention to butcher them afterward, Max's slowly raised his eyes to meet her jet black eyes and a diabolical smirks on her lips.
