When Emma was about to leave, Vraga immediately grabbed her shoulder and held her tightly. He grinned widely. "Oops... Where are you going, pretty girl? We haven't played around here yet."
Emma pulled back her foot, which was about to step forward. Then she turned to Vraga, looking at the man with a casual smile. "Play, you say?"
WUSH!
Quickly, one of Emma's hands thrust the outer edge of her palm to hit the inner side of Vraga's elbow, which was crossing with his hand holding Emma's shoulder. Although Emma's hand was not as big as the man's, the force of her blow made Vraga's arm bend until it was finally released from Emma's shoulder.
Vraga's face, which initially looked casual, turned into surprise, as he didn't expect the girl in front of him to be so strong. Even the strength of Emma's punch was greater than that of ordinary male members. Perhaps her strength could almost be equated with that of elite members.
