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?"

power, her body enveloped

no longer just a simple seventh-level supernatural ability but was

she could destroy

was terrified by the crimson in Vivienne's

mesmerizing shade of glassy blue, looked chillingly cold, "If it avenges Mr. Wolf, what

She didn't care.

under Vivienne's control,

centuries, her

by invoking this dark power could she

was indeed in

energy, intent on tearing Abigail to pieces

powers to deflect the

broke free from Vivienne's hold, capturing a

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

unleashed another powerful attack at Abigail,

wouldn't let anything happen

her intentions, wore

had weaknesses, no matter how powerful they were,

hostages were merely tools, useful only for her

Vivienne's attention while threatening Cecilia with

foot stopped her, "Monster, let go of my mom,

it was thanks to you that I managed

went pale as she denied any intentional harm, but Abigail was not interested in

Isolde, reassuring her, before turning her focus back to

at her command, Vivienne knew she had

blood touched her hand, a thrill surged within her,

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