Reduce the number by half just with the traps.

"... You are right." The man stammered when he saw Fyora's actions.

He could not help but take a sharp look at the plump silhouette of the beta general, who was dressed in a light and tight armor that perfectly drew her curves and showed most of her milky white skin.

"Sigh, dear general of the Gamma squad, this is not the time to have wild thoughts. Our prey is already at our doorstep, so please do not confuse me with them; otherwise, I am afraid to kill you inadvertently!" Fyora replied, noticing the general's burning gaze on her.

"Urgh, what will you say about a bet?"

"A deal?" She asked, looking straight into the black pupils of the man beside her while frowning her thin eyebrows.

"He who will make the most victims will be obliged to fulfill the wish of the other!"

"... Sigh, why not? As long as it is not an inexorable request." She said with a charming sm

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