King of Chaos
Nya explains as the hand returns to normal.
“So, what did I miss?” she asks
“First, you are naked,” Terror explains. For a while he’d been trying, very poorly, not to look at her body.
Nya looks down at herself; the shredded remains of her robe and bikini bottom were on the floor, torn off due to her sudden growth spurt. The sudden realization of her nudity didn’t even make her bat an eye, she doesn’t feel much embarrassment. Only for the sake of modesty, does she cover her breasts and crotch with her blood aura, “I didn’t even notice. Are there any clothes in this thing?”
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