Gwen slowly turned her head around to see the attacker, she reacted too slow in part because her focus was on the masked youth who was radiating a dangerous aura like it was nothing and also because… the one who appeared behind of her was someone she knew, one of her most trusted subordinates and the one who ran her secret lab.
Unfortunately, the voice that came from that familiar face wasn't the one she expected, still she knew to whom it belonged and it made sense considering that there was an arm coming out of her chest.
"Hi Gwen, it's been fifty thousand years, so I hope you can return what you "borrowed" from me", the black-haired woman then jumped backwards, retrieving her arm from Gwen's chest.
The white translucent snake that was coiled around the arm of the black-haired woman, started dying black.
