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Tiffany had a presence unlike any other.
She had been locked up with these monsters for so long that they saw her as one of their own and refrained from attacking her. Unlike them, Tiffany was not controlled by Everett.
“Marissa, focus on the fight. These individuals won’t harm me,” Tiffany reassured Marissa.
Noticing that the monsters showed no aggression toward Tiffany, Marissa briefly released her and turned her attention to helping Connor fight off the attack.
It was only during the chaos of the battle that they fully realized the terrifying strength of these monsters, who appeared immune to pain, as if their bodies were made of steel.
The monsters seemed unaffected by normal attacks, showing no sign of pain. However, any strike from these monsters could cause serious injuries or even death.
As they struggled with the monsters already in the hall, more continued to pour in from outside, the sheer numbers further endangering Marissa and Connor.
Following Everett’s orders, the monsters attacked Connor with relentless ferocity, like a pack of wolves on a hunt. No matter his skill level, escape seemed nearly impossible.
Even though Connor was Lone Wolf, the prolonged fight was draining his strength. Marissa’s efforts to assist werergely ineffective against the sturdy monsters.
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The extended battle raised fears that they might not be able tost until the arrival of the Sunrise.
Sweat formed on Marissa’s forehead as she anxiously considered their dangerous situation.
Marissa and Connor fought desperately to survive against the horde of monsters. From his position, Everett watched with a malicious grin. As the monsters closed in on Connor, he shouted, “Kill him!”
Marissa turned to Connor, her expression one of horror.
Connor was formidable, but the sheer number of monsters swarming him was overwhelming. Marissa wanted to help, but she too was encircled by monsters and unable to break free.
At that critical moment, an unfamiliar tune suddenly filled the hall from above.
As the flute music began, the monsters, influenced by Everett’s viruses, stopped their attack and turned toward the source of the sound, seemingly under a spell.
Everett was taken aback, puzzled by why his controlled monsters were no longer following hismands.
Catching their breath, Marissa and Connor looked up in shock to see Tiffany ying the flute.
Dressed in a long ck robe, she stood proudly on the high steps, ying the haunting melody with amanding presence, as if she held power over life and death.
Initially confused by the music, the controlled monsters slowly gathered around Tiffany, gazing up at her as if she were their leader. Everett’s jaw dropped in disbelief. “How can this be happening?” His extensive research team had spent years and significant resources to engineer these controlled beings. How could they suddenly be swayed by Tiffany’smand?
“What are you doing?” he screamed at the controlled beings below. “Why aren’t you listening to me? Why are you all obeying Tiffany?” The controlled beings did not react to him, as if he were invisible to them, and they stood attentively, waiting for Tiffany’smand. Overwhelmed by disbelief and fear, Everett struggled to understand the unfolding scene.
Marissa and Connor shared a look of surprise, both amazed by Tiffany’s sudden influence over the controlled beings. Although confused, they felt a wave of relief as the bnce of power shifted away from Everett.
Quickly approaching Marissa, Connor asked in a low tone, “Are you alright?”
“I’m okay,” Marissa answered. “Now I understand why Tiffany refused toe home with me on Q’s cruise ship, insisting she had an important mission. She must have figured out how to control these individuals. She intentionally went with Kim to master control over his creations.”
Connor couldn’t help but be amazed at how the genius couple, Brian and Caylee, had two incredibly talented daughters. Marissa was aplished in many areas, and Tiffany was equally extraordinary.
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