"V—Terrorist Mobile Team!"
Lille's voice snapped V out of her killing frenzy. She spun around just in time to see members of the Terrorist Mobile Team flying towards her, brandishing red-hot Mantis Blades!
Clang!
The immense pressure bore down on the Mantis Blades, and both opponents, in a Si Anweisitan state, could even see the expressions on each other's faces.
From V's eyes, Rory read defiance and frenzy. V saw the curve of the woman's lips as they formed a wicked smile.
One was a street kid who used fighting as a means of survival; the other, a Terrorist Mobile Team inspector who took pleasure in the hunt.
The first clash left Rory very satisfied!
The hum of blades, the rush of air, the surge of adrenaline—
An exhilarating opponent!
V buckled under Rory's pressure, her knees bending. Rory followed through with her strength, flipping herself above V, and swung her arm down hard!
[Adhesion Status: Out of Control!]
