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!

head against rocks as

her head was bloodied and bruised, Diana

inside Karen was far from

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

and settled her against

F-Poison was

stood still, watching the display

look so alike. I wonder if all daughters look like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the battleground was a social gathering and they were simply old

eyes, the silver needles in her hand ready

high alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip away

in casual conversation, "You seem... younger

a soft stroke as if indulging

"This face is all I have left to

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

"Frost!"

ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and

towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The skin-blade

seeped from F-Poison's wound,

about to unleash her poison, Karen raised

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

by side, united

leg, threw down a smoke

eyes from the smoke, Karen and Vivienne quickly traced F-Poison's escape

the smoke cleared, they saw F-Poison holding Zelda at the

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

would you rather go up or down?

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