Chapter 108: CVIII. The Patriarch's Hideout.

"AaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaH!" The four thirsty vagabonds repeatedly screamed one after another as their drunk and bulky bodies plummeted to the grass and ashes below. They flinched and rolled on it, releasing whimpers and sobs of continuous pain.

Vanilla had just tapped four times in a row the garnet on Avrevm Bacvlvm and rewarded them with continuous discharges of raw electricity and thunders. Not long enough to kill them —as she did with Rox on that secret occasion, but they surely would not get up in some long hours after that. 

Cookie didn't even mute. She kept staring at them with flirtatious lips and playful eyes. She turned her head around and gave Vanilla a grin that said 'It's all under control' and then kneeled before the vagrant who was doing the talking.