Isadora's impulsive movement caught them off guard, and for a second, they lingered, trying to comprehend the situation.
They never expected her to move, let alone have awareness. The dose should have rendered her paralyzed throughout the whole event.
Before any of them could blink, Isadora cut through the Stinger at the center, blood smearing their bodies.
A gut-wrenching scream was unleashed. Isadora winced at the sound as her eardrum felt like it was being crushed.
The other brothers scurried to his side, as he thrashed around, the pain seizing him to the bones.
"SHE CUT ME!" He wailed, clutching the missing part of him.
Isadora swung her legs off the platform that looked like an altar and stood on her two feet.
Her balance faltered but she held her stance as best she could. Her body shivering from an unfamiliar cold, her chest rising and falling heavily as she tried to steady her abnormal heartbeat.
