Victoria stared at the man responsible for taking out her entire group.
His hair is now shorter, his back is now straight like an arrow, and his strength is beyond the means of a regular human, but she could still recognize her. Even though he changed his appearance drastically, she could somehow still recognize him.
"Deklan…? Is that you?"
On the other hand, Deklan tightened his grip around the woman's neck.
She struggled fiercely, trying to break free, but her strength was incomparable to Deklan's.
"Stop struggling so much," Deklan squeezed her neck harder, urging her to stop or he'll crush her neck right now. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm fonder of cherishing women, not hitting them. Don't make me do things that I don't want to do."
Hearing this, the woman stopped struggling, enduring the choke as saliva dripped to her chin.
She only tapped Deklan's arm lightly, begging for mercy.
