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 if the blunt trauma could somehow

bloodied and bruised,

anger boiling inside

had untied herself. Karen had already neutralized the

who was still bound, and settled her against a tree before

F-Poison was their next formidable

watching the display as

sipped a glass of red wine

narrowed her eyes, the silver needles in her hand ready

was on high alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip

asked softly, as if in casual

chuckled, caressing her cheek with a soft stroke as if indulging in a

"This face is all I

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

"Frost!"

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

gain momentum, Karen accelerated, grabbing a rock and turning it into 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 Vivienne had been tied, while the rock pierced F-Poison's thigh, embedding itself in the ground and

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

her poison, Karen raised a

a violent explosion upon contact

by side, united

leg,

their eyes from the smoke, Karen and Vivienne

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

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

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

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