Chapter 572: Therapy? - Advice

No one was moving a single muscle and everyone seemed to have been placed in a quagmire. We were in a staredown with Marisha and the pressure she was exuding was enormous. A few girls behind us lost feeling in their legs but then Marisha spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

"All of you, get dressed. I'll wait one minute."

"Y-YES MA'AM!"

Everyone just ran back inside to look for the clump of clothes that we threw somewhere but Kaley and I easily put on ours because it was inside the armory. With the girls, they just mixed and matched their clothes because time was of the essence and they were all almost the same size.

After exactly one minute, all of us were kneeling like last time while Marisha was looking down from above. We weren't making a sound as she scanned through each of Micah's girls but her gaze eventually landed on us. My mind was in shambles and I didn't know what to do, but Marisha eventually spoke.