u/Alemaoespana

CRASH!

The wooden door shatters, and a man is sent flying into the wall. Nyx walks up to him and stomps on his groin five times, knocking him unconscious from the impact, unaware that when he woke up, he would discover he no longer had any magic, nor any chance of having children.

Nyx glances to the side and sees Eliza sitting on a staircase, a man kneeling in front of her with his hands over his groin, begging.

"No, please, no, no!"

The man cries.

"Oh, Nyx! Took you long enough to get here! Look at this, these guys don’t have any magical protection at all. I mean, when was the last time you managed to use one of these voodoos on someone? I think mages develop enough magical resistance to stop a spell like this in their very first week of class haha!"

There are two glowing golden spheres in Eliza’s hands, and she rolls them around like baoding balls. These spheres are an extremely simple voodoo spell. Voodoos create a hyper realistic connection with the target’s testicles. Anything done to the spheres happens to the man’s balls as well. And the detail is, once the spell is cast, it can never be undone. That means the witch keeps possession of the man’s balls for the rest of his life. Well, that is, unless the witch loses those balls to another woman, or destroys them. The downside of the spell is that once testicular mana starts circulating through the body, meaning the mage casts his first spell, the testicles develop a sort of barrier against this type of magic.

"54," Nyx says while staring firmly at Eliza.

"Uhhhh, as expected from you huh?" Eliza replies sarcastically.

"Well then, in that case..."

Eliza places one of the balls into her mouth.

The man freezes as he feels her tongue against what seems to be his left testicle.

"No, no!"

She simply swallows the sphere.

The man stares in disbelief as he watches the orb slide deep down Eliza’s throat.

"54, and..."

She grabs the other sphere and swallows it whole as well.

"55... uff... Good thing I’ve got a good throat... Anyway, it’ll take a little while for them to digest, but I think we can already count those points, considering those balls are doomed, right?"

Eliza stands up, leaving the man staring at her as she walks away from him. His eyes drift under her skirt to admire her ass. He would have enjoyed the view, if that same woman hadn’t just eaten his testicles.

"Shall we?"

Eliza points at a door.

Nyx scoffs at being only one point behind and opens it.

Behind the door was a luxurious room filled with windows. A man sat in a chair, with a neatly groomed brown beard and finely cut hair starting to show a few white strands, though he was still young.

To his left stood a gigantic man, a mountain of muscles. He wore specialized gloves and a hood that concealed his face. Despite lacking a hat, he was clearly a mage. Besides that, his outfit was almost nonexistent beneath the cloak. He wore only black briefs, making it very obvious that he was a "powerful mage."

To his right stood a woman. She looked fairly young, with medium length black hair streaked with several yellow highlights. Her eyes were caramel yellow. She wore a tight leather bodysuit along with pantyhose that made her legs look comfortably sexy. She rubbed the fingers of one hand together, releasing a faint yellow smoke. Her breasts were medium to large, bigger than Esmeralda’s, though smaller than Nyx’s.

The moment the two entered the room, the witch standing beside the man dashed toward Nyx and Eliza.

"Idiot! No!"

The man shouted.

Eliza extended her hand, releasing a powerful blast of air. The woman was hurled toward a window, which shattered as she crashed through it and fell from the building.

The man in the chair placed a hand over his face.

"Ugh... idiot... I warned her... Well, where are my manners, right? Welcome to the City Hall of Soulsquer! My name is Trocroco."

The man spoke with a heavy accent, one the two women actually found a little sexy.

"From what I’ve seen, you two made quite a mess of my security huh... Though I must say, most of those soldiers weren’t even properly trained. My real protection is right here in front of you."

He says while filling a wine glass on the table.

"Care for some?"

The two women do not respond.

"Huh... I can already tell you’re not here for conversation. Fine then, I’ll keep it brief. You have two choices. Either you go through with this fight and get torn apart by Yogo... or you apologize for all the trouble you caused and... hmn... you there with the white hair, your breasts are pretty big and juicy. If you make me cum with them, I’ll forgive everything you’ve done."

The two women looked at the man in disgust.

"Ughn... Despite his nerve, we can’t crush his balls yet. I need them intact for the plan. In that case..."

Eliza looks at the mountain of muscles beside Trocroco.

"That man’s balls will decide our bet!"

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"Hey, Lillith!"

"Huh? Ah! Hi, Miss Aveline!"

"Uh, miss? Come on, we’re practically the same age... Anyway, Armand told me you were worried about training, powers, and stuff, so he asked me to help you with that."

"Huh? Aghr... that damn busybody. It’s nothing, Aveline. I was just training and some idiot came to bother me, now he thinks I’m desperate or something."

"Haha, relax, relax. Come on, I came here to teach you a simple spell for quick assistance. Learning a new spell is always good!"

"Uh... alright..."

"Come on girl, you’re gonna like this."

Lillith started noticing the attention of several men shifting toward her, or rather, toward Aveline. Since she was a police officer, Aveline had an athletic body, and her large breasts gave her the perfect hourglass figure in the eyes of many men. Not to mention that military uniform was a huge fetish for a lot of people.

"Ehrgn... okay, okay, I accept."

"Good! Armand told me you were training a connection between electricity and wind magic, right?"

"Mhm..."

"Well... did you know the police have a specialized spell? Not only that, but it’s specifically a combination of wind and electric magic!"

"Huh? Really?"

Lillith finally seemed a little more interested.

"Exactly! We call it the Incapacitator! It’s a super simple spell, perfect for people just starting with these kinds of magical ‘mixes.’"

Aveline forms a finger gun with her hand.

"The concept is simple. It fires a burst of air infused with electric magic. The air pressure itself is strong, it feels like getting punched by a professional fighter! Like this here."

Aveline points at a training dummy and fires a blast of air.

"TUFF!"

Despite being extremely heavy, the dummy flies several meters before crashing to the floor.

"Right..."

That didn’t impress Lillith much. After all, she had already seen Armand use gravitational powers capable of shattering someone’s bones.

"But here’s the thing. We police officers don’t want to kill people, we want to incapacitate them! That’s why the spell has that name haha. So the next step is concentrating electric magic at the tip of my finger, but without letting it escape."

She forms the finger gun again.

"Remember..."

A tiny spark crackles from her fingertip.

"If sparks are leaking out, it means it’s not concentrated enough!"

The sparks stop. Aveline points at another test dummy and fires.

"THUFF!"

Again, the dummy collapses from the impact.

"The difference between this shot and the other one is that now I have a mana line connecting me to the target dummy, and I can use that mana thread to activate the electric magic whenever I want!"

As soon as she says that, sparks begin erupting from the spot where the dummy was hit.

"And I can stop it whenever I want too."

The sparks cease.

"I could reactivate it again, turn it off again, or even apply the shock continuously until the electric magic runs out, which is... about five to seven minutes after firing."

"Uhhh... interesting, but... how effective is that in combat?"

"Oh! Very! It barely consumes mana, so you can just keep firing everywhere haha."

"Hmmm."

"Well, we use it for lots of things. Arresting criminals, raiding criminal properties, but my favorite is crowd control. Like... there was this one day where people in the city were protesting. I dunno, it was some men talking about ‘testicular rights’ and abuse or whatever, all that nonsense men complain about, you know?"

"Classic... what idiots."

"Right? Anyway, we got called in to stop it. It was me and two other girls, don’t know them very well, but they’re good officers. There were what... forty guys? We showed up and told them to stop. They didn’t. Started yelling insults... well... bang, bang, bang... the smell of fried testicles was everywhere! haha... Female officers have pretty sharp aim when it comes to targeting balls haha."

Lillith’s eyes sparkled at that sentence.

"By the way, enjoying the view, boy?"

Aveline says while turning toward a student who had completely stopped what he was doing just to admire her body.

"Seriously, what happened to this school? The principal gets kidnapped and suddenly the women become paintings for men to stare at? I think it’s time to send these boys a message. Nothing like a little... demonstration!"

She points her finger at him, or more specifically, at his crotch.

"Bang!"

"Ugh!"

The boy falls backward from the force, curling forward.

"Well Lillith... you asked how good it was... I can say that now he’s under my control, and I decide when his little babies stay at peace... or... when the storm arrives!"

"AAAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHAAAA MY BALLS, MY BALLS!"

The crackling sound of electricity continues between the student’s legs.

The sound of men screaming about their balls had become normal in that gym over the past few days. Armand simply walks past the scene and says,

"Aveline."

"Sorry! hihi..."

Aveline stops the shock and turns her attention back to teaching Lillith.

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"So... we’re not going in?..."

Geldrad asks while sitting against the wooden door.

"Eliza and Nyx are already enough. We’d probably just get in the way. And for some reason Eliza told us to stay here. I don’t know why, but if we value our lives, we should respect that."

Torne says while holding the magical rope tied around Seraphina.

"Uhn... you really do everything she says without questioning it, huh?"

"You haven’t suffered enough at her hands to know that’s the bare minimum in a relationship with Eliza?"

"Uhn... whatever..."

Geldrad looks upward, then at Seraphina.

"Damn... I didn’t notice before. Hers look just as big as Eliza’s..."

Torne doesn’t answer.

"Actually... maybe Eliza’s are a little bigger? Maybe firmer? Dunno."

"Dude, are you trying to die?"

Torne asks irritably.

"Relax, relax, I’m just trying to break the ice a little..."

Seraphina rolls her eyes at the conversation.

Suddenly,

"CRASH!!!"

Glass shards scatter everywhere as a witch with black hair and yellow streaks comes flying out of a window, crashing down in front of them.

About three seconds of silence follow.

"Ehn........"

Geldrad lets out awkwardly.

The witch gets up, slightly dazed, but the moment she sees the two mages she quickly backs away and takes a combat stance.

"NOW THIS IS MORE LIKE IT! A LITTLE ACTION!"

Geldrad shouts while jumping to his feet.

Torne also hurries back a little. Fighting while keeping hold of Seraphina would be difficult.

"Hey little witch, you’re actually pretty cute huh, those highlights in your hair are charming as hell!"

Geldrad says cheerfully.

Seraphina stares at the witch’s face. She’s young!...

"GIRL, THIS IS DANGEROUS, RUN NOW!"

Shit, shit... they’re going to kill her! Seraphina thought desperately.

"UGH!"

"Shut your mouth!"

Torne kicks Seraphina down onto the floor.

"Come at me!"

Geldrad shouts while charging forward himself. The girl dodges one of his attacks, her legs wrapping around his arm. Then she scrapes a finger across the crotch of his pants before jumping away.

Confused, Geldrad backs off as well, getting back up.

But then he starts feeling a cooler breeze below his waist.

Seraphina notices two orbs that had once been ""safely"" hidden inside his pants now hanging freely in the air. The crotch area of Geldrad’s pants was dissolving, a liquid corroding the fabric.

What the hell is this?! Get it off, get it off me!

He slaps at his pants until they stop dissolving, but by then his balls were already exposed for everyone to see.

"What the hell is this?!"

He looks ahead and sees the witch smiling at him.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

He looks down at her feet. The pointed tip of her high heel taps against the ground. The heel itself is thin and silver, decorated with a stylized symbol of two balls crossed out with an X.

"Ah... man... another psychopath that goes after balls?!"

The witch smiles at him, and another battle is about to begin!

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Hey everyone! Thank you so much for reading! So... I wanted to ask you guys something! Back at the beginning, a lot of people complained about some characters’ personalities. I did my best to improve that and make them better! So I’d like to know from you guys, who are your favorite characters? And why? Also, what scenes did you enjoy the most in the entire series, and is there anything you’d like to see happen more often that already happened before? I want to hear your reviews! And don’t worry about comment length, I absolutely love your long comments!!! Also, sorry if Aveline’s part wasn’t very good... or felt rushed... I didn’t like that section very much myself, but I really wanted to introduce this spell...

So... I need to apologize again, huh?... 5 months... sorry... BUT I DIDN'T FORGET! I mean, I was always thinking about how to continue it... but my routine completely destroyed me... I apologize for the delay... I'll understand if someone dropped the series because of this, I mean, it really looked like it had been abandoned haha... But no! I said I’m going to finish it, so I’ll only stop writing once it’s done!!!!!

Well... this episode took 4 months to write kkkkkkk.... so, yeah... enjoy!!!! And thank you for still being here!!!

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Emma helps Armand sit down in his chair. He sits with difficulty, keeping his hands over his groin. He leans onto the desk and starts breathing deeply, trying to get used to the pain. Emma runs her fingers through his hair, trying to comfort him. Then she glares angrily at Velmora.

"So, are you going to explain what the hell is going on here?"

She asks while still stroking Armand’s hair.

"Huh?... I dunno... you could say we heard about the things that happened, and we got curious to see how things would turn out... So we followed Armand here, but... seeing the kind of riches this school has makes it hard not to snoop around..."

"Well then, now you're going to be arrested. Once Valerya recovers, she'll decide what we're going to do with you."

"Emma..."

She looks at Armand, startled, still worried about him.

"Yes?"

"Wait a second..."

Armand looks at Velmora.

"How about a deal?... I'll let you take something from this office if you help save Seraphina."

"WHAT?!"

Emma shouts in shock.

"Professor, they were going to castrate you?! If I hadn't been here to save your balls, they would've electrocuted them into charcoal! And now you're recruiting them?!"

"I know that, Emma... but we need every bit of help we can get to save Seraphina."

Armand looks at Velmora.

"If not for that, then do it for your sister!"

Velmora's eyes narrow at those words. She shakes her head as if snapping out of a brief trance.

"Ughn... fine... alright. But we're doing this for that reward you mentioned, and just so you know, we're not taking anything cheap."

"Thank you..."

Armand lowers his head onto the desk again and groans in pain once more.

"It hurts... it hurts... ugh... "

"Sorry...having balls really must be a curse..."

Emma says, trying to comfort him while humiliating him even more in the process.

Eliza stops at the corner and peeks into the hall ahead of her.

"Eight guards... all alert... they've probably already spread the information that we're on the island. They increased the security level."

"And how bad is that?" Nyx asks.

"You could say it'll delay our plan a little, but nothing too serious. Elite mages usually live their lives alone, or work high paying jobs. It's rare to see one working as security, especially on an island that doesn't have a very good reputation for paying its employees well."

"I see, so we can just ignore them and walk past?"

"They're not elite mages, but they're still mages. We can't lower our guard completely."

"Alright... so, what do we do?"

Eliza smiles for a moment.

"You know... I have a fun idea..."

"Huh?"

"How about we make it a competition?"

"What do you mean?"

Nyx looks confused. Eliza normally wasn't the type to do this kind of thing.

"We'll count every pair of testicles we destroy. Whoever destroys the most before reaching the president's office wins. It's not about who gets there first, but who destroys the most on the way there."

"Okay... sounds fun, but... so what do I get out of it? I mean, bets always have rewards, and if you're making this bet, I'm sure you want something from me as the prize."

"Sharp as always, huh?... Well, if I win, you won't interfere in the fight between me and Armand, which is definitely going to happen."

"Hmn... alright... fine, but what if I win?"

"Torne's protected testicle will be yours for an entire day, so you can do whatever you want with it."

Nyx's eyes light up the instant she hears the offer.

"Deal!"

"Good, but one condition, it only counts if it's total destruction! CASTRATION! Just hitting the off switch doesn't count."

"Got it!"

She extends her hand.

Eliza smiles and shakes Nyx's hand. The next instant, the two of them start hearing screams echoing through the hallway. Nyx looks confused, but notices Eliza still smiling. Nyx quickly stands up, leaving their hiding spot and looking into the corridor.

The four mages standing guard were lying on the ground, clutching between their legs. A shadow stretched from them toward the wall, continuing all the way to Eliza. She gracefully stands up, opening her left hand as if releasing something.

"4 to 0."

She says with an excited smile.

Nyx scowls angrily.

"Aaaagh, that's cheating!"

She immediately starts running toward the next room.

The gym doors open again, and Armand walks in awkwardly.

"Morgana... I made a deal with some witches to help us, but... I don't think you're going to like it very much."

"Huh?" Morgana looks confused, an expression so soft it almost looked cute on her face.

At that moment, Velmora and her followers walk into the room.

"Velmora?!"

Morgana's expression turns deadly, rage surging through her.

"What the hell is this?"

"Morgana, look, we need help and..."

"No! No, no, no, no, don't even start! Damn it, I thought you were smart, but it really seems like every man only thinks with his balls!"

"Morgana..."

"SHUT UP! She's going to betray us sooner or later, you idiot!"

Velmora simply lowers her head after hearing that... Nobody can tell if it's sadness, disappointment, or just acting.

"We need to save Seraphina no matter what... We need as much help as possible!"

Morgana places a hand on her face in frustration, but then feels a hand on her shoulder. It was Aveline. Of course she recognized Velmora... one of the few thieves she had never managed to capture... naturally... she was a woman, after all.

"Trust me, I'm one of the people here who trusts her the least, but... we really do need help. I'll keep an eye on her the entire time, don't worry."

Morgana takes a deep breath and sits down, as if she just wanted to forget about the subject altogether.

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Nyx turns the corner, and a door suddenly swings open. A man jumps out with a massive sword. The blade passes mere centimeters from her body before slamming into the floor. The man tries to pull it back out and fails miserably. Nyx casually jumps over him.

He turns, trying to engage in hand to hand combat, but the moment his face comes around, his eyes meet red painted nails.

"AAAAAGHR!"

He staggers, temporarily blinded. Nyx takes advantage of it and walks back toward the sword. She pulls the sheath backward, bending the metal stuck in the ground. When the man begins recovering his vision, he notices what she was doing.

"UH?!"

She lets go of the sword. It snaps back into place at full speed.

THUFF POP! POP!

"uhhh... uh..."

The man collapses to his knees.

"Huh? They burst from just that? Wow, those must've been really weak. Impressive they were still intact until now."

Nyx continues onward, walking through the door the man had come from. Inside the room was another man, holding a staff.

The guy had unbelievable nerve. He didn't even try to attack. He just stared directly at Nyx's breasts. She rolls her eyes while approaching him.

"uh? HUH?!"

He only realizes she's close enough when she snatches the staff out of his hand and, with her left hand, firmly grabs both of his balls, squeezing hard.

"Huh? Small..."

"AAAAAAGHHHAAA, LET GO! LET GO!"

At that moment, the window shatters, and another man jumps through it with two daggers in hand. Nyx simply extends her free hand, and before the man even lands, his balls suddenly become enormous and heavy. VERY heavy. His balls crash into the floor with a thunderous impact, creating a crater in the tiles.

"AAAAAGHAAAAAAAAAAA MY BALLS!"

The man understands nothing. What did she do? Is he going to stay like this forever? Why are they so heavy?! He can't move because of the weight and pain.

Nyx digs her nails into the balls of the man with the staff, finally destroying the orbs.

Then another man enters through the doorway, another mage, this time with larger balls clearly visible through his pants. Nyx sprints toward him, releasing the now former mage whose testicles she had just destroyed.

Seeing her approach, the other man prepares a fire spell. Flames burst forward, but Nyx walks through them like they were nothing. She swings her leg and kicks the man's chest, sending him two steps backward. Gravity causes his large balls to lag behind slightly, and that slight delay becomes his defeat. Nyx slams the door he entered through shut, trapping his balls on one side and his body on the other.

"paghrgpp..."

A muffled scream echoes from the other side.

Nyx slowly kneels, admiring those two orbs desperately trying to squeeze through an impossible one millimeter gap.

She rubs her hands together, then places one on each side of each ball... She spreads her arms as if preparing for a massive clap, then slams them together.

SPLAT!

Both balls flatten and collapse inside the sack, finally slipping through the crack.

She stands up, looking back at the man still pinned by his own balls, trying with all his strength to get back up.

She walks toward him.

"Here, let me help you."

"UH?!"

He sees her raising her sexy red high heel.

"NO, NO, WAIT!"

THUFF PLOT

The needle like heel pierces one of his balls while she twists her foot to cause even more damage. The giant ball deflates like a balloon, slowly shrinking back toward normal size, then shrinking further... and further... until it disappears completely from shape itself...

"Now the next one, right?"

"No.... no... Plea..."

TUFF PLOCH!

The same thing happens to the other ball. Nyx pulls her heel free as it deflates, and the man faints.

She wipes her heel against the floor.

"That makes eight balls."

As she says that, she hears a scream from the hallway growing louder and louder.

"AAAAAAAGHAAAAA, PUT IT OUT, PUT IT OUT, SOMEBODY HELP!!! PUT IT OOOOUT AAAAA!"

A man runs down the corridor with flames erupting solely from his groin, until he falls to the ground rolling side to side. Nyx recognizes the smell... she'd cooked testicles before. Those definitely had no saving left. They were ashes already, not even edible anymore.

Looking down the other side of the corridor, she sees several men collapsed on the floor, all with grotesque abnormalities between their legs. And Eliza smiling at her while casually tossing two severed testicles up and down in her hand.

"Sixteen."

Nyx's eyes widen in rage. Another door opens, and without even checking who came out, she angrily kicks at the exact height she knew there'd be a bulge.

THUFF.

POP! POP!

The man hadn't even stepped out of the darkness yet before collapsing to the floor.

"Ten..."

Eliza smiles even wider upon hearing Nyx's lower count.

"You'd better hurry if you want to win."

As she says that, a man charges straight toward Eliza. She merely makes a twisting gesture with her hand, as if rotating something invisible. The man instantly stops running and grabs his groin.

"WHAT?! WHAT?! IT'S TWISTING?! STOP! STOP! AAAAGHAAA!!! STOP!!!!!"

The man collapses to the floor, shoving his hand into his pants while desperately trying to untie his sack. Unfortunately for him, it was useless. His balls were going to slowly die from lack of oxygen.

Nyx ignores the scene and rushes toward another room. She opens the door, and a man leaps out from behind it.

"Yaaaa! Ugh?!"

She instantly sweeps his legs out from under him so hard his body flips upside down. Now his legs are in the air while his face points downward, more specifically, his balls are directly in front of Nyx's face as she pulls back a punch at absurd speed.

"THUFF!!"

The punch lands dead center, pinning his balls between her fist and the wall behind him. The wall cracks from the impact... and the balls... well... they definitely don't have the same shape anymore.

A man with a staff and another with a bow witness the scene and panic. The archer fires, missing. Nyx rushes toward him. He fires another arrow, she dodges it and extends her hand, grabbing his balls and yanking upward.

The man screams in agony while the one with the staff tries to help. He swings at Nyx. She pulls the cords of the archer's balls with all her strength, positioning them exactly where the staff strike would land.

TUFF

The balls don't burst, but they soften completely. They definitely no longer resemble their original shape.

AGGHAAAAA!!!!!

The archer screams.

Nyx squeezes what's left of the balls, and if they thought they had survived the worst, they are destroyed instantly. Nyx releases them, opening her hand and using gravitational magic to drag the staff wielder's balls downward. His pants tear apart from the force.

Nyx spots the targets, raises her foot, and stomps them from groin level all the way to the floor. The cords snap, and the man screams.

"That makes twelve AAAAGHH!"

A huge muscular man suddenly grabs her. She has no room to kick him, much less knee him. She opens her hand to cast a spell, but the man punches her breasts.

"Aaaaghaaaa!!!"

She screams.

The spell is canceled. Nyx isn't used to pain...

But when she looks down, she notices the exact spot beneath them has two wooden planks barely supporting their combined weight... All those muscles on him... her heavy breasts... it was too much weight... She gets an idea. She jumps slightly, removing her weight for an instant, then crashes back down onto the planks. Both boards give way, and they both fall. Luck was on her side. Right between his legs was a support beam stronger than the wood beside it... all their weight crashes directly between his thighs.

Nyx feels slight discomfort in her vagina, but not enough to remove the smile on her face when she sees the stupid expression every man makes after getting hit in the sack... His balls were completely crushed between the beam and his body.

"What bad luck, having all those muscles at a moment like this, huh... I guess it's too much weight for them to handle."

She says this while tears begin forming in his eyes.

"Buuuut, just crushing them isn't enough for what I need to do to you, so help me get out of here, okay?"

As she says that, she uses him for support to climb out of the hole, meaning the weight of Nyx's enormous breasts gets added onto the pressure crushing the man's balls and...

"POP!"

"Ui!"

Nyx stumbles slightly when the height difference changes after his balls burst.

"Oops... I burst them, huh? Sorry baby, they were just too weak, right? I should've thought about that before putting all my weight on you... anyway..."

She regains her balance and stands up.

"Now that's better! Thanks, big guy."

She gives him two pats on the head and runs toward the next room.