The final blow I was waiting for never came. I tentatively opened my eye to see Wanda and Beatrix exchanging heavy blows. Beatrix, covered in a dark aura, moved faster than lightning. Wanda could only dodge and avoid the flurry of attacks her cousin showered her with.
That was a development I didn't expect, but gladly welcomed. Beatrix screamed as she blindly punched and kicked her cousin. Wanda, on the other hand, silently dodged and backed away. She was waiting for an opportunity to strike back, I knew it. Wanda wasn't one to leave herself open to retaliation.
She patiently waited for Beatrix's rage to fade before she struck. A calculated punch to the chest propelled Beatrix a hundred feet backwards and into the rubble. Wanda's body was still glowing, albeit with less concentration. She was beginning to lose her monstrous energy.
