Chapter fifty four.

"Hold your attack! It's the Royal Highness of this kingdom." I tried defending myself, but instead she took another step forward and dragged my hair up, twisting my neck to turn against my will, facing my face to the screeching sun. "Ow!" I instantly felt a strand of my hair, tugged out. "Stop it, or face my wrath and perish-" I immediately stopped at the pathetic threat after remembering the words of Mona, advising me not to depend on my power all the time while dealing with the villagers. With that thought, I threw my dangling hands to locate her waist, but my hands found moving extremely difficult at the moment, since I just had to twist my wrist over to where her stomach was, and even if I achieved at that, I couldn't punch her in that uncomfortable position. She mumbled some words that sounded like, "Stey put, will yau?" Or something like that, and drove more effort into completely breaking NY neck in two. Left with the second option in my head that didn't really needed my hand