She pulled the crowbar towards her face, dragging Avery along with the force before kicking the latter away with her feet.
With a swift motion, she got up from the ground, straddled Avery, and smashed her head with the crowbar as many times as possible until the latter stopped breathing.
Although Anastasia could feel that Avery had taken her last breath, her rage refused to subside. She swung the crowbar down again and again, the sickening sound of metal striking flesh echoing in the air. Blood pooled beneath Avery's lifeless form, but Anastasia couldn't stop. Every strike was a release of the pent-up fear, pain, and helplessness she'd endured for months.
Suddenly, a strong force gripped her from behind, yanking her away from the scene. The crowbar clattered to the ground as she was pulled back, her body trembling from adrenaline and exhaustion.
