Drogath narrowed his eyes as he looked at me.
There was a tense silence that hung in the air as no one said a thing.
But in the end, Drogath said in a voice filled with disdain, "Who do you think you are? In my own shop and in my own home, you're trying to tell me what to do?"
He wanted to pull his hand away, but he found that there was something that was preventing him from doing so.
Why was this human so strong?
I just calmly looked at him which made Drogath feel a bit of pressure.
He didn't know why he was feeling pressured from this human, but there was this strange invisible pressure that fell onto him.
I had been thinking about how to deal with Drogath since we had last met and I had come to a single conclusion.
The only way that I would be able to stop him without causing too much trouble was if…
"A big man picking on a woman like this, he really is a great man, isn't he?"
