Poor Knight, Traps Set

"Put your feet up and don't drag them! If I'm late then you'll die right now!" Clara kicked Vivi now and then before finally her other expensive shoe rattled and clashed against the cold and hard floor of the Edwards' house.

From behind, Clara will look like a magic queen who is carrying out an act of mass murder to obtain an immortal powder that will be used to attract a prince.

"That powder is me of course." Vivi stumbled while holding her aching waist.

A few minutes ago the one-sided battle between Clara and Vivi had ended. Vivi got claw wounds, bites, and multiple kicks on her body. All the sadistic struggles were only watched by two men at the end of the room.

"They seem to have used me as bait to vent Miss's anger. I have to think about Finn's offer to run away. Hah, if only I could find one of my old families. Maybe it will be easy." Vivi dragged Clara's suitcase.