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!

rocks as if the blunt trauma could somehow dull the

was bloodied

anger boiling inside Karen

Karen had already neutralized the poison in

and settled her against a tree before coming to

F-Poison was their next

watching the display

so alike. I wonder if all daughters look like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass

needles in her hand

on high alert, determined not

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

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

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

Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming mid-air into

"Frost!"

ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and kicked a

a projectile. With a burst of energy, she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal precision.

wound,

about to unleash her poison, Karen raised a

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,

by side,

clutching her wounded leg, threw down

the smoke, Karen and

smoke cleared, they saw F-Poison holding Zelda at the cliff's edge, a hostage

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

rather go up or down? Either

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