82. From the coffin

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An explosion goes off, blasting into Matteo's office

A woman gets thrown on to the floor

"Where...Matteo...? How...my head is killing me..." She holds her head, wearily getting up

"HEY, B!TCH, TELL ME WHERE MATTEO IS" A voice from a close room yells

"I-I-I-I-I D-D-D-UH-I-DO-DO-" A distressed voice seems terrified

"...Gotta...Help" The woman drags herself to the room, ripping a piece of shrapnel out of the wall

She gets to the room and sees a man covered in bright armor, holding Aqua by her throat

"I-Don't-Kn-Know-" Turtle tries explaining

"THEN FIGURE IT OUT" The man throws her to the ground

The woman runs at the man, shoving shrapnel into his neck

She twists it around, kicking his knees

The man chokes out, falling dead on the floor

Turtle stares in horror

"What's...oh f#ck...going on?" The woman leans against the wall, wrapping her arms around herself

"We-we-we're get-getting at-atta-attacked" Turtle stutters, still horrified

"...Yeah...On it" The woman grunts, trudging to the hole in the wall, her vision going in and out

"But-...eye" Turtle stares

The woman looks at the hell of the battlefield

She doesn't know what to even start doing

Somehow she notices herself holding two guns

"Where the...my f#cking...shut up" The woman looks around

"WE'RE BEING SURROUNDED, WE NEED HELP" Someone shouts, right after gunfire

The woman approaches the distress call, dealing with everything spinning and sensory overload

She watches as 20 more soldiers stand in front of a building, shooting rapidly at it

It seems like time slows down heavily, to the point she watches as bullets spray out from an assault rifle

The woman shakes her head quickly, time seeming to normalize

"What the hell?" She looks at the guns

"WE'RE PINNED" The distresser yells

The woman gets a full shot of courage and intensity

Time seems to slow down again

She starts walking toward the building, firing off shots that pierce through the soldiers' helmets, one by one

The soldiers only start to realize after 3 of them are dead

The woman counts the body count in her head, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 until nobody's left

She snaps back to reality, nearly falling over, and her consciousness starts to fade in and out again, as she finds herself in the building, leaning against a table

"Miss, who-are you?" One of the rebels ask

"I'm...freaking...nauseous" The woman walks towards a seat

"We can't help you much, we need help ourselves, so thank you, very much" The guard appreciates

"...Bucket" The woman reaches out

"Oh, of course, yeah, I'm Billy, by the way" The guard gets a bucket, rushing back to the woman

The woman hunches over

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