Frost eventually ended up crossing the line and paid for it with a swift punch to the sternum which nearly broke the brand new heart shield Khione bought him. Hundreds of ice bolts, four large ice golems and an advanced one with strength almost equal to his own and nary more than a bruise- from the initial ambush- yet one strike from the dark skinned muscle goddess he was trying to woo, and he found himself deeply implanted into the wall, his entire torse aching and his ribs screaming in pain.
A violent but effective countermeasure to shut his evil mouth, one Khione was more than happy to repeat if he dared to continue.
Her face was beet red, her massive and alluring chest heaving up and down as her rage built up to the point of explosion. How did she manage to get involved with such a shameless and disrespectful beast of a man, his good looks be damned he needed to be corrected.
Crack!
