She believed it.
"Weird," she then turns away.
"I used my talisman on you and got nothing. You're a waste," the daredevil admits, though spiteful.
"Oh?" Sang stepped towards him. Firstly, she looked at the crowned prince with eyes asking for permission to get closer. He nodded in response.
"Is that so?" She looked at him with an unfed urge.
Quickly, she lands a kick on his groin and he lets out a cry. She does it again, and continues to do so.
She shouted every word with sarcasm between her kicks as she beat him up.
The man that once mocked us and harassed Xiao Sang defeated in mere seconds by the crowned prince. What a sight that I'd pay to see.
"That's- so-" she stamps her foot, "very- unfortunate-" She punches his face, "to just waste- a spell casted-" she tosses his crippled body, "-by a fucking talisman."
She brings her foot down to give a hell of a blow on his stomach.