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 if the

was bloodied and bruised,

the anger boiling inside Karen was far

neutralized

still bound, and settled her against a tree before

was their next

the display as if enjoying

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

needles in her hand ready

determined not to let F-Poison slip away

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

her cheek with a soft stroke as if indulging in

isn't easy," she quipped. "This face is all I have left

swift motion, F-Poison ripped off her mask and flung it towards Karen and Vivienne,

"Frost!"

the skin-blade, and kicked a few rocks

it towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The

from F-Poison's wound, and Karen's

was about to unleash her poison,

sensing something invisible in the air-particles that could trigger a violent explosion upon contact with poison. It was the reason Karen held back. "F-Poison, there's no escape

side by side, united

leg, threw down a smoke

smoke, Karen

they saw F-Poison holding Zelda at

together, but with this hostage, what can you really do?" F-Poison taunted, gripping Zelda's neck tightly, ready to

go up or down? Either way, I can

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