'Been serving Hen for centuries…but to move two steps forward I must take a step backward.' Dia could barely stand after breaking her whole foundation.
Dia made her way back to her secret room. She had a hidden stash there, hidden beneath the floor. Reaching the stack took Dia two whole hours of swinging a pickaxe, but what was inside was worth it.
What was inside were her old clothes, a dancer outfit enchanted to increase her speed and strength by several folds. That outfit looked strange, far too revealing. Just a pair of tight leather bikini, several veils and a poor excuse for a skirt that almost covered nothing.
That outfit couldn't defend for anything, not even the sting of a flea. But it allowed her to gain two main benefits.
