Shanaia huffed and then she marched over to her grandfather.
“Under that strong cascading water? Are you mental?!” Shanaia exclaimed.
Samael looked at his granddaughter with a blank look on his face.
“I didn’t stutter when I told you what I needed you to do,” he replied.
Shanaia scoffed and then she put her hands on her hips.
“Grandpa, by doing what you want me to do, I will end up either with broken bones or drowned. I don’t want either of that,” she pressed.
“Then I suggest be the water,”
Samael told her.
Shanaia scowled, confused by what her grandfather meant.
“Grandpa, I really have no idea what you said. It’s either you want to beat the crap out of me or you want to kill me. There is no way I will learn such a complicated move and master it by doing that torture,” she told h
