Hilla sized Margaret up. Luckily, she didn't have fatal injuries, only bruises on his arms and legs, a broken arm, and a swollen bump on the forehead.
But those were severe injuries for spoiled, pampered Margaret. "Hilla, my arm hurts, and my head and legs." Anyway, she felt pain all over her body.
Hilla pitied Margaret, but she couldn't deny that sometimes Margaret was a pain in the ass. Hilla tried not to beat her up many times because Margaret was Bruce's sister.
However, it was not everyone's duty to put up with her rude behavior. "Who did you provoke? Those don't look like from someone's punches."
Hilla had practiced martial arts since she was little, so it was common to get injured. Those bruises on Margaret's arms and legs were most likely that she hit something hard. The broken arm made more sense.
Margaret sniffed. "Did I make these by myself? Hilla, don't you help me revenge?"
