บท 95: Garage

Khalifa's every movement looked precise, clean, and beautiful. Easily, it captured the heart of one of the most narcissistic men on the planet.

In fact, Khalifa was not a professional kendo player or fencer. But she had great reflexes making people think she was very skilled with the sword. 

The metal kind.

The women could only gape, remembering her words of threats with sudden increased weight.

They paled, feeling as if they had a brush with death.

Khalifa, at this point, didn't use her ability because no one else had awakened yet. Also, she didn't need to. She didn't want to waste her powers now that she didn't have a ready bed partner by her side. 

If Hugo could hear her worries, he'd gladly jump in her line of sight.

The two of them fought back to back, with Khalifa taking on the close range fights, while Hugo supported her with his superb marksmanship.