The Magician (3)

"Urghh. Uhh." A weak groin has been let out by the chained man.

"Don't speak a word yet. If it falls down again, I'll mince it beyond recognition." Kali warned without glancing down at the chained man.

"What ar-- huh?" The fox masked man looked down when felt he kicked something. It was a bunch of empty glass containers. He frowned.

"What have you done?!"

It was at this moment when Kali knew she would not be able to keep it low anymore.

She quickly raised her arms to defend her side with the incoming attack.

*Bam *swoosh

Kali didn't move at her position, enduring the mana powered punch. The punch is getting heavier and heavier by the second and she starts to bite her lips in resistance.

*Ting

[Building Immunity . . . .]

[Dangerous Vibration Tolerance. . . . . 6%]

She smiled inside her mask. The longer she is exposed to intimidating mana the more her body could adopt.