In that place, it felt almost familiar to her.

It was where Abigail had stashed her gold years ago.

Vivienne found herself standing in the basement, as Leopold kicked the door open with a forceful thrust.

A glint passed through Abigail's eyes as she clapped her hands together, "Right on time, not a minute late."

"Too bad, your knight in shining armor didn't make it in time to save you."

Vivienne's eyes flashed coldly, "What did you say?"

Abigail tossed a body to the ground with disdain, as if discarding trash.

Vivienne watched in horror as Mr. Wolf lay lifeless before her, his vitality seemingly drained away.

She knelt down, covering him with her coat, caressed his face gently, and placed a pill in his mouth.

Handing him over to Leopold.

Leopold was stunned, his mouth agape, unsure of how to proceed as there wasn't a single unmarred spot on Percival's body.

Disbelief filled his eyes as he glared at Abigail, "You witch, what have you done to Percival?"

Abigail's gaze was filled with disdain, "I simply took advantage of his dying moments to drain his supernatural energy. It's his own fault for being so weak. Such a waste of a good power..." "Who are you calling weak?"

her power, her body

just a simple seventh-level supernatural ability but was imbued with

that she could destroy the

the crimson in Vivienne's eyes,

chillingly cold, "If it avenges Mr. Wolf, what does

She didn't care.

under Vivienne's control, was

two centuries, her

this dark power could she achieve immortality and

indeed in

waste time, Vivienne focused her dark energy, intent on tearing

used her own powers to deflect the attack, smirking, "Not enough, far from

that, Abigail broke free from Vivienne's hold, capturing a few bystanders to

few more should fully unleash your true power. Let's see what you're really capable of, Vivienne. Otherwise, how

as she unleashed another powerful attack at Abigail, rescuing Richard

wouldn't let anything happen to

reading her intentions, wore

how powerful they were, they were just puppets

tools, useful only for

Vivienne's attention while

foot stopped her, "Monster,

looked down at Isolde with a sneer, "Little brat, don't forget, it was thanks to you that I managed to

as she denied any intentional harm, but Abigail

caught Isolde, reassuring her, before turning her

at her command, Vivienne knew she had to

Cecilia's blood touched her hand, a thrill surged within her, awakening an insatiable desire for

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