"What have you done to me?" Lin Che asked in a gentle voice.
She would have wanted to roar, scream and curse unto the Foul Creature before her but found that it was hard to even control her vocal faculties which was very very strange indeed.
The floors felt cold to her skin and so she tried standing up. And there on the bed was the same cocky figure of Clark who looked at her with an amused face at the moment.
"What happened?" The Primal Warden muttered in the silence and she knew that there was something extremely wrong with her body.
She got no memory whatsoever on what occurred during that unbelievable plague of itchiness in her nether regions.
She must have probably passed out and the rest was a total blank thereafter.
"Answer me. F – F o u... Cre..." Lin Che wanted to yell this accusation out but found quickly enough that she could not once again raise her voice in the aftermath.