I slowly open my eyes, my whole body hurts. I just remember the fight in The Last Drop and nothing else. I look around, I'm in some kind of room, full of plants, with the smell of lavender and some crystals on top of a coffee table. I look at my arm and see that it was fixed.

I run my hand over my face recovering. Suddenly I hear a soft laugh, I look forward and see a girl with a low-cut and delicate dress that hugs her defined curves very well, the big hair falls on her shoulders and the tips reach her perfectly wide hip. She smiles at me and approaches with a container in her hands. I don't stop her from approaching, she sits next to me on the couch and delicately and gently passes a cloth with hot water on the bruises on my body

My eyes can't stop staring at that body. She is sitting on her heels, her wide hips, her thin waist, her full breasts look beautiful on the neckline of the dress

"Who are you?" I ask with my hoarse voice without looking arrogant