"Don't move, cutiepie~ You're gonna get squishy squish."
The pair of hands moving on my face was that of a woman, that I can be very certain. And a small one, around my height or even less, and this voice, a soft, cuteish and fluffy voice that carried quite the amount of killing intent.
"Mei." I whispered, recognizing Pearl's chaotic older twin sister.
She had channeled a lot of mana on her hands, and could, probably, explode my brains any second. Of course, I have ways to kill her before she does that, I'm a melee fighter after all.
"I don't have anything against you, even though you're technically a traitor, too." I told her, "So tell me where's your little brother is so I can give him a Columbian necktie,"
