You lay on the ground, completely winded out as you try to ignore the pain of getting your ass kicked.

"Meeeow! Ha ha, that was fun! So, when's our next playdate?" Angel mocks you while you lay on the ground. You see Angel's boots step up to you and she lightly kicks your hand that is laid out on the ground.

"Listen, amigo, I'm not going to give you many options in this situation. You needed to be exterminated, and I need to do my job. Buuuuut..." You interrupt Ángel speaking by coughing up a mix of saliva and a bit of blood. You received a kick in the ribs from Ángel during your fight and your abdomen feels like its on fire.

"...if you were to worship my feet, I could consider letting you go with your injuries. I'll just report you to the authorities, but I won't carry out my orders. The choice is yours."

Ángel sits there and wait for an answer.