A normal human hardly compares to the abnormal physique of someone born in the supernatural world. Primrose of this world can be considered to be weak and fragile with not a hint of strength except for recently acquired mage powers.
Yet, she was more powerful than what Primrose was used to in her own world. Carrying this man with both hands was still difficult but not impossible.
The shelves rumbled on the way to meet the floor. The books that she'd read were mixed into the ones she hadn't found the time to check. It didn't matter as much now as she found a bit of hope in her own powers.
The man who came to kill her was groaning at her feet. Her bare feet stepped on him without hesitation. It was the third time. She was getting sick of it now.
Her red nails bunched up his thick hair and pulled……
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