Three naked women lay on the floor. They were almost out of breath, and their bodies were covered in sweat. Not far away, a muscular man sat in a wooden box. Although his hair color was gray, his face showed that he was only in his late thirties.
The man drank wine from a bottle while watching two men whose hands were hung above by a rope. Both are in terrible condition. Their faces were covered in blood, and their bodies were bruised. Near them, several men were just kneeling with battered faces.
"What did you do!?" The man, none other than Charles Boucher, snapped, pointing at one of them. "I want to hear it again."
"I abused a woman and was rejected. Then, I wanted to attack that woman instead." The person in question answered.
Charles Bouncer rose from the box, sipping his wine again. "I don't care if you make fun of girls or what, but don't be a fool if you get rejected! I don't want this organization to be fussy over trivial matters! Understand!?"
"I-I understand, boss!"
The boss snorted in annoyance. He just came back yesterday from out-of-town business and came across a problem like this. His mood wasn't that good.
"And you! What did you do!?" Charles pointed to the other man.
"I-I ran away alone while the others were still helping the comrades."
"We are bastards, but don't forget your comrades!" Charles said in a firm tone, making the other men stiffen even more. "There's no place for selfish people here!"
The boss sat back on the wooden chair. "They need to be taught another lesson!"
The two bodies trembled instantly. They shook their heads and looked like they were about to cry.
"Please, Boss…. Forgive us…"
"I can't take it anymore, Boss..."
However, the other subordinates did not heed their request. They beat up those two again. Meanwhile, Charles just watched that scene while enjoying his wine. He pulled one of the women on the floor to sit on his lap. The naked woman couldn't respond, and her body fell to Charles.
***
"Boss seems really mad." A guard outside Charles' group headquarters let out a long sigh.
"It was Damien's own fault. I warned him, don't make a fuss if it's just a woman thing. It's embarrassing and trivial." His partner is yawning.
"But…" The first guard raised his eyebrows and looked off into the distance. "Who is that?"
Renee walked at a slow and quiet pace, approaching the two guards. In contrast to her striking mage appearance, this time, she only wore black trousers that were a bit too big, and her chest was tightly wrapped with cloth bandages. Her hair was also tied up in a ponytail and not loose as usual.
Even so, her left hand was still holding the magic staff.
"Hey, bitch!" The first guard came up to Renee with a stern face. "This is no place for someone like you! Get out of here!"
Renee only stopped when she got so close to the guard. The mage's gaze was very sharp, like the eyes of an eagle looking for prey.
"Hey, I told you, you have to get out of here!" The guard looked at Renee's chest, which was not completely covered. "Or do you want me to destroy your pussy..."
Suddenly, Renee hit the guard's stomach hard with the tip of her staff. The guard screamed in pain and didn't have time to react when Renee hit him on the head and leg. He fell to his knees, and Renee held his face with her smoldering hands. The man screamed louder and fell.
"Hey! You guys come out! I need help!" The second guard shouted while holding a sword. He started shaking as Renee began to walk again. A terrifying aura emanated from the woman's body. "Hey!!! Come on out, you bastards!!!"
Finally, the other members came out of their base carrying various weapons, from sickles to clubs with sharp spikes.
However, Renee didn't show any fear at all. She ran while putting the tip of her staff on the ground. And then, Renee used it to make a move that looked like she was hitting a golf ball. The ground began to be covered with ice layer that crept quickly to the feet of the thugs. Some of them slipped, but most were able to maintain their balance.
Meanwhile, Renee glided like an ice skater through the ice road that she had made. The thugs couldn't do anything when Renee attacked them. The woman slid in various directions fast, delivering a combination of attacks that the eye could barely follow.
And, of course, she used her magic. With her hot hands, she gave the people a burning pain, making them unable to concentrate. They became easy targets for Renee. Several times the woman also disarmed the knives in the hands of the thugs using elemental wind magic. The knives flew and stabbed the other thugs. Then, she used her earth elemental magic to form a boulder that shot up and hit the enemy's chin. The person who was struck by the attack fainted instantly.
Within minutes, the thugs were down. Only one managed to escape. He ran from the ice area. Elise made a move like hitting a golf ball again, just like at the beginning of her arrival. This time, she also made a sliding path that curved upwards.
Renee slid fast and used the curve to jump high. She flipped through the air and kicked the runaway thug in the back. The thug was thrown forward, rolling around until he finally stopped in front of several other thugs who had just come out.
"Don't waste my time," Renee said in a cold tone, rising to her feet, having just landed. Her body barely sweated, and her breathing was still normal. "Give your boss to me."
"Who are you, huh!?" One of the goons screamed like crazy. "You can't command us!"
"Ah, so you chose the same fate as your friends?" Renee slightly tilted her head, but her gaze was still fixed on the thugs. "Then, go ahead."
"Heaaah!!!" The thugs dashed forward while Renee remained where she was.