Her Deathwish

The belts restraining her attempted to reattach themselves, but Jamie snapped his fingers, and they were consumed by the power of the void, vanishing into nothingness.

Now freed, the woman glanced at Jamie, who calmly returned his hand to his pocket, before looking down at herself.

"I hadn't realized it, given the lack of sensation below my neck, but it seems I wasn't clothed before being sealed.

Or perhaps…"

She lifted her gaze back to Jamie, a teasing smile curling her lips as she asked.

"…did you destroy my clothes along with my restraints?"

"Who knows?"

Jamie replied with a casual shrug, utterly indifferent to the matter. Seeing his nonchalant attitude, the woman sighed and rose to her feet.

However, the moment she stood, her legs gave way, and she stumbled forward.

Luckily, Jamie was still standing in front of her, so she was spared the fate of crashing down onto the floor.