'I retract what I said earlier; forget black tears; I want to slowly tear her apart myself. This girl's audacity astounds me. Tsk, lucky whore; if I still had my original power, I could have easily dealt with her; yet another thing I should add to my list of ways to repay Ishtar.'
Hasha inwardly replied with an innocent grin on her lips, but her inner facial expression was a horrible expression filled with enormous bloodlust, proving that if appearances could kill, Ishtar would have perished billions of times over each nanosecond.
"So female whore, tell me, can you wake the half thing up or not?"
Uriel questioned, plainly attempting to appear superior to Hasha; of course, Hasha did not take well to such words, but she did restrain from responding with anger.
