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

bloodied and bruised,

the anger boiling inside Karen

Karen had already neutralized

to Zelda's side, who was still bound, and settled

was their next

stood still, watching the display as if enjoying a

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

eyes, the silver needles

too, was on high alert, determined

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

cheek with a soft stroke

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

ripped off her mask and flung it towards Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming

"Frost!"

ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and kicked

burst of energy, she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The skin-blade buried itself in

wound, and Karen's breaths

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

explosion upon contact with poison. It

by side, united against

her wounded leg,

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

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

both might overpower me together, but with this hostage, what can you really do?" F-Poison taunted, gripping Zelda's neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then, from above, the sound of

would you rather go up or

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