Dimensional Descent

Chapter 933 Young Waitress

The waitress froze, her small frame trembling. She suddenly felt as though it was particularly cold despite the fact Planet Luxnix had spring-like temperatures year 'round.

There was no surprise that the two figures that had blocked her path were Mall and Willaith. Likewise, it was also no surprise that this young woman was the very same waitress with a perky butt that Ossan had been ogling at.

Mall and Willaith were too experienced with cleaning up Ossan's messes to take a chance like this. At the same time, these waitresses knew well the kind of job they had. Not a single waitress picked out for such a high-end restaurant wouldn't' be extremely beautiful, extremely skilled, and most importantly of all: extremely intelligent.

A waitress might be a position many stereotypically looked down upon. But, the higher end the restaurant, the more stringent the requirements. At a certain level, becoming a waitress was not only exceptionally lucrative, but highly revered as well.

Due to knowing such things, Mall and Willaith had even come together, cutting off all paths of retreat and not taking a single chance. Even when this young woman began to shiver in fear, they didn't lower their guards in the slightest.

It was possible that she really was so weak. But, it was equally as possible that she was a talent that surpassed the two of them.

In that moment, without even waiting for any words to be exchanged, the two shot forward, killing intent thick in their gazes. Mall had already set up a barrier to block out all sounds. This one was even thicker than the one he laid in the restaurant.

A vast energy coated Mall's palm as he struck toward her chest. A spark of lightning ran through Willaith's irises as he too struck out, but toward her back.

tore a line up the thigh of

was happening here. It seemed that her act in pretending not to hear a thing earlier hadn't worked. Or rather, maybe it had worked but they

years of working in the industry, she finally ran into her first life and death situation. But, all hope wasn't lost. They were in the middle of the city. As long as she could find a chance to break through those

this was Viola family territory, it would be helpless. But, luckily, this wasn't their arena to

as a panthers, her body taking a quarter spin to the

missing their target. The resulting impact sent

two inch claws, tearing through her black stockings and cutting

more than ten meters in the air, her arm cocking back as her fingers also grew with claws, each one having their own metallic sheen beneath the twinkling

strike, her once tight shirt having been ravaged by violent force and her trinkling blood. She could feel her vision

her in such a state. Yet, even without looking back, she could tell that both of them weren't injured even after exchanging blows like that. The difference between them was clear

was her one chance. She had to break

eyes lit up with excitement. She

through the energy

as she took a deep

TRYING TO KILL

the top of her lungs. She put so much effort into tearing