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!

as if the

as her head was bloodied

anger boiling inside Karen was far from

had already neutralized the poison in her

who was still bound, and

was their next

still, watching the display

a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the

needles in her hand ready

alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip away

in casual conversation, "You seem...

soft stroke as if indulging in

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

F-Poison ripped off her mask and flung it towards Karen and

"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. The skin-blade buried itself in the tree where

wound, and

Vivienne was about to unleash her poison, Karen raised a hand to stop

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

Vivienne stood side by side, united

leg, threw down a smoke

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

saw F-Poison holding Zelda

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

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

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