Out of Breath

Right after Nessa killed the pink goblin shaman king, she didn't turn back into her half-demon form and glanced at me with a threatening gaze that made me raise my guard out of pure instinct.

"Nessa…?" I asked again, trying to calm her down.

My right arm had been impaled and burnt by the goblin shaman, so it was pretty much out of commission for the time being.

I could have used a healing potion, but I was afraid of opening my void pocket and getting attacked by Nessa.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared right in front of me and punched down, aiming at the back of my head.

I was able to get out of the way before the impact, but the force of the attack was enough to knock my gas mask off my face.

"Goddammit, Nessa, come back!" I shouted, using gravity magic to push her to the other side of the destroyed underground throne room.