The claws that were inside the paw were now extended longer than they had ever known. It was massive yet deadly.
The stans presented saw how dreadfully the situation was. The eyes carried a lot of mixed emotion while watching the pissed tiger. The whiskers tiger was twitched a few times and the tail wagged more aggressively than before.
It was the signal.
"RUN! RUN! DON'T LOOK BACK!" One of the stans was in a panic mood. It was a low-tier two-meter squirrel stan. It grabbed its owner and attempted to escape the very place.
Anggerik lifted her claws higher. Her eyes were enjoying the chaos that ensued in front of her eyes. The confident stans were no more. It excited her even more and her sadistic side emerged.
'Can you not? You, pervert.'
