Before she could comprehend what was going on, she was hit at the side.
She grunted, her side burning as she collapsed to her knees.
Her class was a Trickster, and her blessing complemented her class very well, but sadly, that meant she wasn't particularly empowered by them, so she couldn't retaliate.
Not to mention that she had just gone to buy some clothes! So it was obvious that she wasn't carrying any weapons!
Collapsed on her knees, she tried to move her hands into a defensive position, but it was all meaningless as she was hit by Zaroth's fist.
A few of her teeth broke and fell to the ground.
Her vision blurred.
Before she had time to recover, she was hit again.
This time, her nose broke.
And then, one last time—her consciousness slipped away, and she passed out.
Zaroth took a glance at the woman.
Her beautiful face was now covered by the blood that was flowing down from the wounds he had caused.
