"Pl….. please don't kill me." The man stuttered and still couldn't control his legs to move.
Olivia chuckled dryly, before looking around the room. "None of them were dead." She replied coldly.
Well, yeah. The man thought mentally, but cursed her for saying that when she had practically made each of them useless one way or the other.
Olivia continued to stare at him, but something else was annoying her and finally, she came to a resolve.
She won't listen as well, if he isn't going to do the same.
Screw the first method!
She has an effective method to use.
With a soft smile, she suddenly lifted her leg, the sharp and pointed heel of her shoes pointing at the man.
He cowered in fear, seemingly wanting to disappear into the wall.
No wonder every attack delivered with her leg got the men bleeding so much.
The shoe alone is a dangerous weapon.
