Kendra's legs gave out beneath her as she collapsed onto her knees, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "I—I don't know anything!" she stammered, shaking her head wildly. "I swear, Dana! I don't know how I got this—I don't even remember!"
Dana tilted her head slightly, her gaze sharp and void of any sympathy. "You know," she murmured, her voice chillingly calm, "I can easily find out."
Kendra's entire body went rigid. Then, she started shaking—violently.
"N-no," she whispered, eyes wide with terror. "Please—not the extraction process. Please, Luna, I swear! I'm telling the truth!"
Dana smirked, crouching down slightly so they were face-to-face. "
Dana smirked, crouching down slightly so they were face-to-face. Her piercing gaze held Kendra's, unblinking, unmoved by the pathetic display in front of her. "You think I'm stupid?" Her voice was smooth, deadly. "That I don't know exactly who you are? What you are?"
