In that place, it felt almost familiar to her.

It was where Abigail had stashed her gold years ago.

Vivienne found herself standing in the basement, as Leopold kicked the door open with a forceful thrust.

A glint passed through Abigail's eyes as she clapped her hands together, "Right on time, not a minute late."

"Too bad, your knight in shining armor didn't make it in time to save you."

Vivienne's eyes flashed coldly, "What did you say?"

Abigail tossed a body to the ground with disdain, as if discarding trash.

Vivienne watched in horror as Mr. Wolf lay lifeless before her, his vitality seemingly drained away.

She knelt down, covering him with her coat, caressed his face gently, and placed a pill in his mouth.

Handing him over to Leopold.

Leopold was stunned, his mouth agape, unsure of how to proceed as there wasn't a single unmarred spot on Percival's body.

Disbelief filled his eyes as he glared at Abigail, "You witch, what have you done to Percival?"

Abigail's gaze was filled with disdain, "I simply took advantage of his dying moments to drain his supernatural energy. It's his own fault for being so weak. Such a waste of a good power..." "Who are you calling weak?"

Vivienne suddenly unleashed her power, her body enveloped in an invisible force.

from her was no longer just a simple

her mind, suggesting that she could destroy the world with just a thought, if

Vivienne's eyes, "Vivienne, stop! You'll

glassy blue, looked chillingly cold, "If it avenges Mr. Wolf,

She didn't care.

floating mid-air under Vivienne's control,

centuries, her

could

was indeed

Vivienne focused her dark energy, intent on tearing Abigail to pieces

anticipating this, used her own powers to deflect the

broke free from Vivienne's hold, capturing a few

could awaken your dark energy, then a few more should fully unleash your true power. Let's see what you're really capable of, Vivienne. Otherwise, how could you ever match up to my

powerful attack at Abigail, rescuing Richard in

anything happen to the Ellington

her intentions, wore a

weaknesses, no matter how powerful

hostages were merely tools, useful

decoy, she attracted Vivienne's attention while

at her foot stopped her, "Monster, let go of my mom,

at Isolde with a sneer, "Little brat, don't forget, it was thanks to you that I managed to drug your family and bring them here. You've

denied any intentional harm, but Abigail was not

Isolde, reassuring her, before turning her focus back

dark energy at her command, Vivienne knew

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