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Jesebel's first instinct was to try to whip the clothes. She expected her whip to tear through the fabric, but whatever enchantment was animating them also made them sturdy enough to withstand a blow from Jesebel's whip.

They began to swarm towards her like a mob of ghosts, as Jesebel drew a throwing knife from a magic sheath on her leg. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the knife flying through the chest of one of the maid uniforms, ripping a huge tear in the top and causing the whole thing to collapse.

She was able to throw a second one that tore through the headpiece of another maid uniform, this one also deanimating.

But that was all she could do before they closed on her. Ones with dusters began swinging them, the vampire hunter barely managing to evade. At the same time, two with what appeared to be dish rags tried to cover Jesebel's face. By drawing another throwing knife, Jesebel was able to slash the sleeve of one of them, causing it to float harmlessly to the floor. She then threw it towards the other one, but as she did so her foot caught on a shard of wood on the floor from the destroyed door and the knife flew off without hitting its target.

This created an opportunity for the remaining maid uniform to press the dish rag on her face, the scent of chemicals making Jesebel feel dizzy. She only took in one breath before pulling out yet another from her inexhaustible supply of throwing knives, slashed the chest of the one pressing the rag to her face, and throwing the knife at the one she'd cut the arm off of a moment ago.

In spite of her dizziness, Jesebel whirled around to attack the ones with dusters still standing, only to take a slap to the face from one. Several thoughts and memories she did not need in order to be an ideal maid were knocked loose inside her head, but she managed to draw yet another knife to destroy the maid uniform.

She turned her attention to the last one, only for it to not be where she expected it. She glanced around, not seeing it anywhere around her.

Jesebel began to count the fallen maid uniforms to see if it had been defeated while she wasn't focusing on it, only for everything to go dark. The maid uniform had risen into the air and attacked her from above! She tried desperately to pull it off, but it was no use. The uniform managed to settle atop her frame, the leather outfit she wore vanishing once the maid uniform settled into place.

The one upside was that she still had her whip and her sheath of throwing knives.

Pulling out yet another knife, Jesebel tried to cut the uniform off of her.

Only for Lady Lilith's voice to ring out, "Ohohohohohoho, I'm afraid your uniform will not be coming off, my cute little maid~ It draws from your natural supply of mana to keep fresh and well-maintained. You can try cutting it off, but you'd burn through all of your mana in the attempt. You're welcome to try, without that pesky mana you'd immediately fall under my spell due to how deeply my magic pervades this mansion. But after what a fiesty entrance you pulled, I'm curious to see what part of my mansion finally claims you~ Now go, you may explore at your leisure after you clean up the mess you maid."

Jesebel felt her uniform spring to life, pulling her along as she began to clean the entry hall. First, she lifted the door and set it off to the side. Then she cleaned up the stray bits that had come off when it fell. That was followed by her gathering up the shredded remnants of the maid uniforms she'd destroyed and putting them in a neat pile by the stairs.

The entire time, she cursed and swore. "I'll fucking kill you if it's the last thing I do, Demmerain!"