The silence was deafening.
Camelia was more than aware that most of these people disliked her, but she could not do anything about it.
"Boss, that is a funny joke? Since when did you get a fiancé? Moreover, what about our team? I can tell by looking at your…fiancé…that she is not strong enough to accompany you inside this dungeon.
So why don't we stop joking around and get this done? You can go back to your fiancé after that."
Claris made an indirect jab toward how soft Camelia looked.
Even Camelia had to agree with Claris. She had always seen her new body in the mirror while showering and changing. And compared to Claris's sculptured body, Camelia lacked a lot.
But she did not need muscles when she had magic. She could substitute her magic for anything she wanted to do.
(And no! She was not coping because her body was all soft and had no muscles. She would never do that…)
