Initial Mortal Stage!

"Shut up Danvers!" The fat lady screamed, spraying out spot from her mouth, making her fat chubby cheeks trembled from the force of her shout. 

She then faced David with an extremely weird smile on her face as she said. "You are right. Your three days grace isn't up yet, but it's only a matter of time. Lets see if you can complete your task in the next fifteen hours." Her face warped into a smile as though anticipating him failing the task.

With that, she flapped her sleeves and then turned to leave with her lackeys following behind her but not without glaring at him as though wanting to tear him to pieces. 

David was slightly taken aback. From beginning to the end, he had not sensed a single wave of power from their body and their body was so weak he could snap them between his fingers like a twig.