At Flauros dungeon's first interception facility, I spun sprinklers with Slime Dragons. The slime lumps fired while spinning like a pinwheel, covering the burning leopard pack and knocking them all out.
"What a lousy way to receive gifts."
And after finishing all attacks, I crushed the only conscious beastwoman. I literally threw my body and crushed her, and the beastwoman hit the back of her head on the ground and fainted without a chance to give her name.
"...This isn't a concussion, right?"
I lifted the leopard beastwoman and checked her condition. Though she had a bit of a bump on the back of her head, there seemed to be no major problems besides fainting.
Her flame-colored reddish-brown hair was wildly disheveled, and thanks to fur that covered only her chest and lower body like a primitive tribe, exposure was severe. I couldn't see clearly while spinning and fighting, but essentially it only covered the vulva and crotch.
"Better than the Andras."
