Astaroth walked into the small room, followed by Violette, who was almost fusing with his back. Astaroth had never seen her be this shy.
Then again, the only new people she met while he was there were all NPCs. So she probably didn't see them as real people as he did.
He reached back, putting his hand on her shoulder, and brought Violette in front of him.
"Everyone, this is Violette. She is a little shy, but don't judge her by that. She could probably knock you down a peg in single combat," Astaroth introduced.
Blood drained from the little girl's face.
'Why?!' she screamed in her head.
Now everyone would want to fight her and teach her a lesson. Or at least, she thought.
The four players sitting at the table started laughing heartily.
"Ahahaha! If you say that, it means she is at least close to your level. What is your class, little one?" Phoenix asked, smiling toothily.
"I'm a mage," Violette almost murmured.