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!

Diana banged her head against rocks as

bloodied and

boiling inside

Vivienne had untied herself. Karen had already neutralized the poison in her system the moment

was still bound, and settled her against a tree before coming

all, F-Poison was their next formidable

watching the display as

like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with

silver needles in her

alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip away

if in

with a soft stroke as if indulging

easy," she quipped. "This face is all I have left

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

"Frost!"

ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and kicked a few rocks towards

the airborne stones to gain momentum, Karen accelerated, grabbing a rock and turning it into a projectile. With a burst of energy, she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The skin-blade buried itself in the tree

F-Poison's wound, and

her

explosion upon contact with

stood side by side, united

wounded leg, threw

from the smoke, Karen and Vivienne quickly traced

holding Zelda at

gripping Zelda's neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then, from above, the sound of a helicopter's rotors sliced through the

rather go up or down? Either way, I can

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