"Then how? How did you avoid all my blows as if you knew they were coming?" Vesperia asked, her frustration bubbling up a bit again. Jake just grinned. "Pure fucking instinct." "That’s ridic—" "Don’t mess with her too much," a voice suddenly echoed from the stairs leading up to the mansion’s main building below. "Finally letting yourself be known, huh?" Jake turned to look at the Primordial snake god below.
