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?"

unleashed her power, her body

her was no longer just a

suggesting that she could destroy the world with just

was terrified by the crimson in Vivienne's eyes, "Vivienne, stop! You'll be consumed

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

She didn't care.

mid-air under Vivienne's control, was

for over two centuries, her

dark power could she achieve immortality

indeed in

wanting to waste time, Vivienne focused her dark energy, intent

Abigail, anticipating this, used her own powers to deflect the attack, smirking, "Not

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

your true power. Let's see what you're really capable of, Vivienne. Otherwise, how could you ever

narrowed as she unleashed another powerful attack

wouldn't let anything happen to

her intentions, wore a smug

people had weaknesses, no matter how powerful they

hostages were merely tools, useful

decoy, she attracted Vivienne's attention while threatening Cecilia with a

about to strike, a pain at her foot stopped her,

sneer, "Little brat, don't forget, it was thanks to you that

went pale as she denied any intentional harm, but Abigail was

before turning her focus

command, Vivienne knew she had to end Abigail's

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

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