—|Moments Later|—
Vera grew restless on his lap, her soft butt like soft clay moulding to his thighs. She felt pleasure, greater than anything before. His alluring, sweet scent emitted from his body drove her mad.
"Darling, you smell so good! Let me taste you, hehe!"
Above the stairs, two women walked out of the wooden room. Her presence caused everyone to stop their stupor. Silence filled this once lively bar. Many normal customers attempted to leave quickly, only for several arrows to soar through the air, as steel pierced through their limbs, pinning them against the stone walls with a loud thud, shaking the very walls.
"Ahhh!?"
"Ugk!"
An arrow pierced through a man's throat and died instantly. His blood slowly choking him to death.
Behind the tanned woman named Samira, twenty women with shortbows, daggers and the same black leather, combat armour with a scarlet flaming rose with wings on their bosom.
