The blade went in deep and the pain was intense. As fast as Morgana had plunged the knife into her flesh she pulled it out with brutal force. Cora’s vision blurred for a moment from the pain. Morgana then teleported before her and planted her knee into her stomach with enough force to drive the air out of her lungs. As she struggled to breathe Cora could feel and hear blood dripping out of the wound in her back.
But her regenerative powers soon kicked in and sealed the wound.
“Not bad.” Cora said when she could breathe and talk again.
It was about time she learned what exactly the so called phantom could do. During their previous fight she had fled from Cora and Marsha. It appeared that this time Morgana intended to fight.
As if she’d been thinking about the same thing Morgana said
