With a thunderous bang, Diana's gun fired, but the bullet whizzed past Vivienne's ear, barely grazing a hair.

Unfazed, Vivienne did not even flinch.

Diana, panic-stricken, stared at the figure before her, feeling her wrist trapped as if in an iron vise, pain radiating through her bones like a fracture in progress. "You... you're Sasha!"

Karen's gaze was heavy, a mix of the strange and the familiar.

She had never imagined that the story behind her kidnapping was so convoluted!

Clenching her fist, Karen threw a punch that landed squarely in Diana's gut with the force of a sledgehammer.

"Touch my daughter, and you're dead meat!"

Diana's punch could take down a full-grown mastiff, but Karen's blow could kill a full-grown bull.

The difference in strength was enormous.

Diana felt as if her insides had been rearranged, her nerves and flesh overwhelmed by pain. It was as if she was about to be ripped apart. The agony was excruciating!

Karen then slapped Diana's face repeatedly, and in no time, Diana's once delicate features swelled up like a balloon.

Diana tried to steady herself, to take another look at her adversary, but her swollen cheeks pressed so tightly against her eyes that they would not open!

Lifting Diana off her feet, Karen's fingers flew, sending needle after needle into Diana's scalp.

"Ah!"

Diana fell to her knees, screaming in torment.

The pain was unbearable!

the ground, Diana banged her head against rocks as if the blunt trauma could somehow dull the sharper

as her head was bloodied and bruised, Diana hardly

the anger boiling inside Karen was

already neutralized the poison in her system the

still bound, and settled her against a

F-Poison was their

the display as if

sipped a glass

needles in her hand ready to

too, was on high alert, determined

softly, as if in casual conversation, "You seem... younger than

caressing her cheek with a soft stroke as if indulging in a moment of

she quipped. "This face is all I have left to charm the days

F-Poison ripped off her mask and flung it towards Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming mid-air into a whirling blade aimed at

"Frost!"

missing the skin-blade, and kicked a

she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The skin-blade buried itself in the tree where Vivienne had been tied,

wound, and Karen's breaths grew

was about to unleash her poison, Karen

explosion upon contact with poison. It was the reason Karen held back. "F-Poison, there's

stood side by side, united against their

clutching her wounded leg,

their eyes from the smoke, Karen

cleared, they saw F-Poison holding Zelda at the cliff's

you really do?" F-Poison taunted, gripping Zelda's neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then,

faintly. "F-Poison, would you rather go up or down? Either way,

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