"I won't let you win!" Misha's voice thundered in his ears, her words filled with defiance and resolve.
She didn't understand much, but she had suddenly been jolted awake by freezing pain, forcing her slumbering consciousness to awaken.
"Give me my body back!" She roared, wrestling to regain control of her limbs and trying to locate the bug.
"Shut up, idiot! It's already too late. I meticulously changed your brain structure for twenty-eight years, all to control you." Ignatius roared with rage as he found the culprit. Then he added, "If I can transfer my consciousness here, I can also expel yours!"
With a swift command, the brain chimaera began its work and gathered specific brain cells and neurons in its small pincers, causing Misha to panic.
