May 30, 2017
@ryoufuusetsujin
There were precious few things that would irritate her more than being spirited away and left with only a scrap of her power to show for it. Truly, the last thing she needed to come upon while already in a foul mood was the sight of all-too familiar locks up ahead.
The hardest part was keeping quiet while she drew close enough to reach his throat; only then did she dare to test the toy rope she had been granted. The movement was swift, more than enough to catch the cursed thief in her snare. Both ends of the rope in one hand, she slowly squeezed it around his neck while pulling him back, close enough to whisper:
“Give me one good reason not to end you where you stand.”
