C51 Power Hitting the Face

In this seemingly bright city full of the stench of copper and the stench of corpses, everything is the last cry of the people buried in this city.

Turning around, Maryan put on a bathrobe and sat back on the sofa. She reached out her hand to pick up the red wine in front of her and shook it slightly. The crystal clear red liquid shook out a beautiful wine skirt in the wine glass