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!

banged her head against rocks as if the blunt trauma

head was bloodied and bruised,

inside Karen was far

already neutralized the poison in her system the

bound, and settled her against a tree

all, F-Poison was their

watching the display as if enjoying a

mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the battleground was a social gathering and they were simply old friends

her eyes, the silver needles in

too, was on high alert, determined not to let

F-Poison?" Karen asked softly, as if in casual

cheek with a soft stroke as

"This face is all I have left to charm

her mask and flung it towards Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming mid-air into a whirling blade

"Frost!"

the skin-blade, and kicked a

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

wound, and Karen's breaths grew

to unleash her poison, Karen

in the air-particles that could trigger a violent explosion upon contact with poison. It was

and Vivienne stood side by

wounded leg,

from the smoke, Karen and

saw F-Poison holding Zelda at the cliff's edge,

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

go up or

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