"I've broken some bones..." Felicia muttered, placing a hand on her back as her large breasts swayed with the movement, as though they too were exhausted. "Damn, why didn't anyone warn me he was so damn stubborn?" she grumbled, casting an accusing glance at Sapphire.
Sapphire, however, just shrugged nonchalantly. "How many cuts?" she asked casually, as if she were asking for the bill at a bar.
"A billion and a half." Felicia replied with the expression of someone reporting an absurd feat.
Sapphire blinked, incredulous, her tone finally shifting. "What did you say?!"
"I said I cut him over a billion times! That's why I'm saying, what a stubborn bastard." Felicia growled, pointing at Vergil, who appeared perfectly fine, as if he had just walked out of a spa instead of a life-or-death battle.
