445 Luxuries, Templates and Gasps!

Terese found no reaction from the two whom she had knowingly provoked, much to her disappointment.

She wore a funny frown as her lower lip made an upwards arc that caused the skin beneath it to get wrinkled up, her arms folding in annoyance.

Skullius chuckled inwardly.

'This city will probably be dishing out socketholes for free. If it turns out that way, I won't have to worry about people dying left and right,' he thought.

The figure of Terese kept its childishly upset visage while glaring at Yuyui and Skullius begrudgingly. It was obvious from the girl's appearance that she was related to Stylla - the uncanny resemblance they shared in their facial features barring the hair.

Unlike Stylla's firey hair, Terese's was ash blonde and tied into pigtails that accentuated her young age pretty well.

She donned a long blue dress that reached her knees, revealing her healthy limbs that spotted neither blemish nor bumps.