A blue mountain of muscle leapt down from the hole in the ceiling.
When Fury landed, she easily cracked the ground beneath her feet into a spiderweb-shaped pattern.
Her grin was as wide and malicious as ever, and the reaction that Jiaoying's children had upon seeing her was not insignificant.
Luckily, the greater being had far bigger fish to fry.
"Delightful! You have no idea how bored I've been! Watching that girl wait around moping for those two, slogging through papers, giving belly rubs to that adorable little mutt..!"
Fury stretched her body. Her scantily clad armor did a poor job of concealing the signs of womanhood that she was so proud of.
"Ah... That's all well and good for those weak types. But women of my ilk usually have different appetites."
In an instant, Fury was upon Abel.
She raised her club-like arm and used it like a battering ram, slamming it into the old man's side as a return for the blow that had woken her up.
