When Fil's palm landed on her own cheek, the resounding echoes caressed both ladies's ears. Valerie's heart quivered, her expression paled, her eyes were wide.
Did Fil just slap herself?
Just before Valerie could recover from the shock, another slap landed on Fil. This time, Fil's cheek turned more red and the side of her lips was cut. She watched Fil touch the corner of her mouth, hissing at the pain.
"That should do it," said Fil as if she wasn't in pain, letting go of Valerie's arm. "Two slaps. Is that enough for you? Or did you plan to beat me up?"
"Are you… insane?" Valerie held her arm, staggering back. "Why did you — did you just slap your face?"
Both of them knew it wasn't just a normal slap. Fil slapped herself as powerful as she could and Valerie could tell by the sound of it how painful that was.
