Scarlett brought the tea cups and started pouring for Kossuth her daughters.
"Say, all of you maids have a high concentration of magic but can't fight. Why is that?"
Scarlett blinked twice, thinking about what she just heard. "Sorry, but I don't know what are you talking about." She replied with a little confusion in her voice.
Amaya walked out of the kitchen, "Not all of us are the same." She approached Kossuth with a smile.
"As you can see, I can fight." Amaya stared at Kossuth's eyes.
Kossuth smiles, putting one leg on the other. "How about her?" She pointed at Scarlett. "Only two of you can fight?"
"We're maids, our job is to service Master Cain and the ladies. Fighting isn't included." Amaya approached Kossuth. "Albeit most of us are far stronger than normal humans now."
Scarlett stood, looking at her arms. They looked soft and squishy like any girl she knows. But even she could tell. The iron pans have been feeling a bit lighter in her hands.
