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 blunt trauma could

was bloodied and bruised,

boiling inside Karen was far

Vivienne had untied herself. Karen had already neutralized the poison in

bound, and settled her

all, F-Poison was their next

stood still, watching the display as

all daughters look like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile,

the silver needles in her hand ready

on high alert, determined not

in casual conversation, "You seem...

with a soft stroke as if indulging in

easy," she quipped. "This face is all I have

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

"Frost!"

missing the skin-blade, and kicked a

lethal precision. The skin-blade buried itself in the tree where Vivienne

wound, and Karen's

unleash her poison, Karen raised a hand to stop

trigger a violent explosion upon contact with poison. It was

Vivienne stood side by side, united

leg,

from the smoke, Karen and Vivienne

Zelda at the cliff's edge,

neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then, from above,

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

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