"And what are you here for?" The man asked as he smirked at our metal gear.
"To go shopping," Cora replied with ice-cold eyes.
"Fun, but you see, we have a no prostitute rule. If you would like one, you can use the ones inside but bringing in extra competition from outside is a bannable offense… so leave," The woman demanded, and I could feel Cora practically seething with rage.
Well, seems like she had a nice life.
And in an instant, red ice spread from Cora's feet, encapsulating both of the bouncers, and once the ice had shattered, they were gone… they had disappeared into thin air.
"You can't go killing people however you want,"
But, it seems Cora took this matter way too seriously as she soon shot me a glare that seemingly pierced straight through my forehead.
"*sigh*... Well, whatever. My fault," I muttered before we entered the dark stairs dimly lit by neon lights and a few torches scattered about.
