Only after everyone had left did Seraphina Sterling, who had been standing ramrod straight, suddenly feel her legs give out. If she weren't leaning against a thick tree trunk, she probably would have collapsed right onto the ground.
Seeing this, the perverted doctor let out an unscrupulous laugh. "Weren't you so imposing and domineering just now! How is it that the moment they leave, you turn into a jelly-legged weakling!"
Seraphina Sterling wiped the sweat from her forehead and shot him a faint glance. "Don't forget, if it weren't for this 'jelly-legged weakling,' you'd probably be checking into The Reaper's Court right now!"
The perverted doctor: '...So charmless.'
"What happened?" Terrence Grant rushed over the moment he sensed something was wrong. The air was thick with the smell of blood and a foul chemical stench. Everyone present was experienced and immediately pieced together what had likely occurred.
