"Enough, Slave…". I say withholding my cringe, and Natvasha collapses, exhausted.
{Gosh!. That line aloud sounds so dumb and cheesy. How did i not notice when i talk with Ines?. Anyway. No one here sees it wrong, nor laughs at me. How Normal is Slavery?}.
"You will resume with your daily life. And with no exceptions. You are forbidden from causing any harm to my acquittances. You may not provoke any kind of disturbance, unless my acquaintances or you are at risk. And like me. You will retaliate in order of the transgressions and the prowess possessed by the offender. Whether you understood or not, Slave, you will refer to me as Overlord, and don't forget to watch your language and pronunciation. Your physique is already hideous, anything leaving your mouth, at least, shouldn't be intolerable. Now shush".
"As you wish, «Overlord»". Natvasha says through gritted teeth, her resentment and fury present in her way out of the arena.
