
"Hey, lady, you have beautiful hair! You shouldn't cover it up like that!" you slobber, reaching out to pull back the hood of her habit.
Bad mistake, you fucking pervy creep. She flicks her wrist, ejecting a metal yard stick from some kind of hidden mechanical apparatus strapped to her arm. Her speed is incredible! With a righteous swing, she swats your hand, so hard, raising a bloody welt. The sting! It is imbued with holy power! Your nerves explode with agony! You scream out in hideous pain!
⤓ Talking to the Penguin by Die Pod.