My brain is melting. This is Aozaki... this is Aoko Aozaki, she should have killed me by now, and that’s why my whole body is rigid. But why?
Why has even my "thing" down there become stiff. There’s something entirely different here. Michael Roa Valdamjong knows this and with every hair standing up on his body he gets to his feet.
My mind is a blank slate now. I can only act.
“What is someone like you doing here and… WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?"
My head is hot and I feel faint. Aoko looks at me in surprise. Had she actually not noticed my presence by now?
She must be in shock because she doesn't say anymore. I raise my arm to the other side of my body and backhand her as hard as I can.
She flies into the wall and looks up at me, still in complete shock. The building rumbles from the impact.
I walk towards her, grab her by her vermillion hair and pull her upright. She stumbles to regain balance.
“This is a surprise. Aoko Aozaki? The great sorceress? Enemy of the Dead Apostles?"
To my surprise, my voice is gentle instead of angry like just a moment ago.
"Mm..." Aozaki can only nod meekly. She isn’t fighting back.