Roxy could only curse her luck for leading her to such a powerful monster. While this wasn't her first time encountering someone who had escaped the realm, he was by far the strongest.
She had been able to tell he was from the prison realm immediately, because of his smell. She believed he was either from the fifth or sixth level.
Sending him back had not only used all her stored mana, but it had also worn down her physical body.
Right now she was in the most vulnerable state she had ever been in a long time and it was frustrating. That was why she immediately got pissed when that pungent smell attacked her nostrils.
She could stand a lot of things; but smoke this terrible wasn't one of them. The art of smoking should not be desecrated by such cheap things.
