Arc 9 (9). The Destruction.

"What is this?" A velvety voice rang in the quiet and spacious room. making the buff men shudder as they kept their heads down.

Dainty fingers, that seemed as if they would break if even the littlest force was applied onto it, were holding a poster for an advertisement.

The men knew that those dainty fingers can snap their neck in half if the owner of those fingers ever wanted them to disappear.

"An advertisement, boss" One of the men responded. fearing for even wording the sentence wrong.

The poster was thrown harshly at his face as a sneer was directed towards him.

"I know that!" Eyes narrowed at all the men before she opened her delicate yet foul mouth. "What do you want me to do with this stupid looking advertisement!?"

The men closed their eyes in fear before one of them responded. "It's for a diamond shop! The shop is not well known so if we rob it then no one will know much!"