Having threatened her, Urava turned to face the silver screen, her crimson eyes scanning every single detail displayed on her profile. Her abilities, locked and unlocked, were listed in precise detail.
Her strengths, her weaknesses, her limits, and every con alongside her pros were there.
At least, Uravis wouldn't have to endure the unwanted touches of men who lusted after her. That wasn't exactly a win, but it was better than nothing.
He would be so grateful to not be able to feel his own genders pole poke him. Just the thought of it sent a shiver down his and her spine.
She raised a slender hand to her head, running her fingers through her hair as her mind spun with a thousand different thoughts. Finally, she landed on one.
Lowering her hand, her gaze dropped to her own body. Her crimson eyes trailed down the moderate peaks of her chest, over the flawless pear-shaped curve of her waist, accentuated by soft skin and delicate bones.