The female slaver was obviously not amused that she got snubbed and was basically fuming at the sight of the Trasifs rejecting her.
"How dare you?! What did you do to them?! How can they believe that you are better than me?! I've crafted this body through years of research to find the most feminine form that would drive the Trasifs to wild! How are you able to make a body better than mine?!!"
Girl… What the heck? Are you alright in the head? Are you seriously telling me that you spent all that time researching the female body to use Somatomancy to change yourself into that?
Hmm… Actually, I take that back… I can actually respect that level of dedication.
Well… Faced with such a question, I answered her in the only way I knew how…
I shrugged.
She seethed at me and it looked like she was going to lunge at me in response but surprisingly, she sucked in a breath and calmed herself down.
She nodded at me, "Very well… I suppose we should start again. Who the fuck are you?"
