"Shit… fuck. Fuck!"
There have been many things that Diana has forgotten throughout her life, mostly due to the fact that most of her memories are thousands of years old. There will be lapses from time to time, but one thing that she will never fail to remember is her daughter's voice and choice of voacbulary.
And it would seem even another universe's version of her was the same.
"This is why I don't like fighting you, god. So frustrating!"
"..." Diana continued to watch this alternate version of Hannah scream in frustration for a few more seconds, before finally turning to look at the black knife stabbed through her stomach. She continued to stare at it for a while, before gritting her teeth and pulling it out.
"Ngh…kh!" She let out a constricted groan, followed by a loud gasp as she truly was no longer used to feeling this kind of pain. Even then, however, she quickly inspected the blade to try and see what it was made of.
