Sirenith's anger boiled over as she drew her fiery whip from her side, the flames crackling with intensity.
She lashed out, aiming to wrap the man in her grasp. "No matter what you do, you can't escape my whip!" she shouted, charging toward him.
The man, however, stood still, his expression unchanged. He merely sighed, unimpressed by her display of power. As she closed in, he realized her intent—to use her charm skill against him.
"You're done for," Sirenith smirked, grabbing his cheeks with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes.
Suddenly, with a swift motion, the man slapped her.
"Y-you slapped me?! Don't you know who I am?!" she exclaimed, shocked and furious.
He sighed again, this time more heavily, and grasped her neck firmly. Without warning, they flew downward, slamming her into the ground with a force that shook the very earth beneath them.
