The woman stares down at me, who didn't receive even a lick of damage. Only half of my sweatshirt was gone, but my bra didn't get burnt at least… that would be kind of embarrassing.
"*sigh* What the fuck do you want? Are you these turds higher up?" I ask with the few scratches that I received healing almost instantly.
"And if I am?" The woman says.
It seems she's not weary at all. That confidence… shes probably much stronger than me judging how I couldn't sense such a massive fireball until it hit me. Damn, should I call Auntie? That's the only way I can get out of here alive.
I reach into my inventory and pull out my phone. Just like I had guessed, I wasn't even able to open my contacts. A beam of fire was shot straight at me, putting a hole through the pen and my hand.
Fuck… This should regen in no time, but how do I… fuck it.
"Oh, last-ditch effort? You do know I would've killed you already if it wasn't for my bosses order,"
