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    After the injection, A didn’t drift off into unconsciousness as everyone had anticipated. Instead, she unleashed a thunderous roar, her body erupting into a storm of feral energy.


    Her strength was beyond belief. She was like a beast from a nightmare, a superhero gone rogue.


    The dozen burly bodyguards in ck who tried to hold her down were tossed around like ragdolls. Some mmed into the iron bars, which rattled like a bell, while others hit the walls with bone-jarring force, groaning in pain.


    The jaw-dropping scene left those watching through the phone screen utterly speechless. Sansa, who had been screaming moments before, froze with her mouth hanging open, her wide eyes brimming with disbelief. Meanwhile, Rex nearly tripped over himself rushing to the phone, his face glued to the screen.


    Despite their sharp skills and rigorous training, the bodyguards were no match for A.


    She was a whirlwind of raw power, and one-on-one, they didn’t stand a chance. Even when they attacked in unison, their coordinated efforts barely slowed her down.


    Time and time again, the bodyguards lunged at A, determined to pin her down, only to be flung aside like leaves in a gale. The relentless back-and-forth movements took their toll.


    Soon, the bodyguards were battered and bruised, some coughing up blood from A’s devastating blows. Even Johnny, their stalwart leader, was smeared with his own blood, his usually cool demeanor shaken.


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    A was a terrifying sight—like a werewolf ripped straight from a horror movie, a living nightmare that refused to be tamed.


    Seeing her team on the brink of copse, Marissa issued anothermand. “Give her another dose of the tranquilizer.”


    The situation was delicate; too much tranquilizer could turn fatal. Marissa had carefully timed hermand, watching A’s every movement like a hawk before ordering Johnny to administer the second injection. At Marissa’smand, Johnny gave a sharp signal, and the bodyguards sprang into action, encircling A like a pack of wolves closing in on their prey. As they engaged her in a desperate struggle, Johnny waited for the perfect moment. While A’s attention was locked on fending off the others, Johnny slipped through the chaos, his movements swift and calcted, and delivered the second tranquilizer with practiced ease.


    The second injection didn’t bring A down right away. Instead, she pushed through like a force of nature, battling the bodyguards with unrelenting fury. Blow after blow, she kept them on their toes, her strength defying reason. It was only after a few more grueling rounds that her movements slowed, her knees buckled, and atst, she crumpled to the floor, her ferocious spirit subdued like a beast finally tamed.


    The scene on the screen fell eerily silent.


    Ay sprawled amid the wreckage of feathers and stters of blood, her fierce resistance finally quelled. Around her, Johnny and the bodyguards stood hunched and gasping for air, their faces etched with exhaustion. They looked like soldiers who had barely survived a brutal battlefield, their bodies battered and their spirits drained. Without wasting a moment, Marissa ended the video call with a swift tap, her expression asposed as ever.


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