"Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm." Pannis strolled back to No. 6 Fox Street, humming a tune so annoying it could drive anyone who heard it mad. He stood in front of the metal gate, sizing it up, then suddenly nodded vigorously, climbed over the gate, and the moment he landed, he found a pair of feet clad in armor standing behind where he'd landed. Gritting her teeth, the figure behind him spoke fiercely, "You, why can't you enter through the gate like everyone else? Be careful, or the city guards will cart you off."
"But I did go through the gate." Pannis blinked, giving Catherine an innocent look as if he had been unjustly accused, "I'm still standing in front of it, how can you claim I didn't come through the gate?"
With a "bang," it was quite evident that the knightly young lady had found the best way to deal with Pannis's annoying ways. Many times, there's nothing a punch to the head can't solve—if one punch doesn't do the trick, then two will.
