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✓Chapter 14: Trauma

I SWEAR SPICY SCENES SOON!!!

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In the main compound, chaos continued to reign. Guards were running around frantically trying to subdue the chaos. Yoko, Stella's right-hand, was trying to regroup the guards when she spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

It was Faye, strolling nonchalantly through the compound as if she didn't have a care in the world.

"You," Yoko growled, her eyes narrowing. "You're causing all this, aren't you."

Faye smirked, her gaze fixed on Yoko.

"That I am," she said, her tone nonchalant. "Just thought the place needed a little excitement, you know?"

Yoko's irritation grew with each passing second. "You're a pain in my ass, you know that?" she snapped, her grip on her weapon tightening.

"What can I say? It's a talent," Faye retorted, her smirk widening.

Without warning, Yoko lunged forward, her weapon raised. The two women exchanged a series of fast and furious blows. Their weapons clanged against each other, sparks flying with each clash.

Yoko went on the offensive, launching attack after attack, trying to strike Faye. But Faye was quick and agile, dodging and parrying with ease.

"You're fast," Faye said, ducking under a swing. "But not fast enough."

As the guards joined the fray, Faye found herself outnumbered. They encircled Faye, their weapons at the ready.

"You're outnumbered," Yoko said, her voice smug as she watched the guards surround Faye.

But Faye didn't waver. With lightning-quick movements, she took down each guard one by one, her kicks and punches precise and powerful.

Yoko, realizing that the guards weren't enough, tried to use them as a distraction. She attacked from different angles, hoping to catch Faye off guard. But Faye was too quick, her movements fluid and graceful as she dodged and weaved, knocking the guards out one after another.

Finally, it was just Yoko and Faye left.

Yoko fought back, her expression a mix of anger and frustration. But Faye danced around her attacks, her movements fluid and graceful.

Finally, after an extended brawl, Faye dealt a powerful kick that sent Yoko to the ground. She raised her weapon, leveling it at Yoko's throat.

"Looks like I w this round," she smirked.

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Engfa blinked, vision slowly returning, the red haze of anger that had engulfed her slowly lifting. She found herself standing over Stella, who was lying on the floor, blood pooling around her. There were gunshot wounds in both her hands and legs.

Charlotte, who had been standing at the corner, now wore Engfa's jacket, it's fabric covering her trembling form. The rest of Engfa's team stayed outside the room, as Engfa had instructed, not wanting them to see Charlotte in such a state.

Engfa approached Charlotte slowly, her movements gentle and slow. The anger that had fueled her actions before had been replaced by a deep sense of concern.

Charlotte was shaking, her body trembling as Engfa drew closer. It was clear that she had seen everything, witnessed the brutality Engfa was capable of.

"It's okay," Engfa said softly, her voice gentle. "You're safe now. You're safe with me."

Charlotte's eyes darted to Engfa, then to the motionless form of Stella on the floor. Fear and uncertainty warred in her gaze.