Women Are Made to Be Loved, Not Understood.

The man shot at Nadia several times only to find the bullets from his weapon pass through Nadia effortlessly, for I had already synchronized my power with her. My strength enveloped the man, making him stand immobilized, unable to summon his power to phase through objects anymore due to being under the dominance of my energy. I was going to kill him, but before that, I looked towards Nadia. "Nadia, do you want to retaliate, or shall I do it for you?"

Nadia stood up, wiping the blood on her nose and lips with her arm, walked to the kitchen, and returned with her hand gripping a heavy metal frying pan. She approached the bald man and said, "Start thinking," and swung the pan as hard as she could at the man's face multiple times, the sound of which made me wince as I heard the metal clash against the man's facial bones.