"Aija, don't listen to her crazy talk. She's just a nutcase!" Larie whispered to comfort Aija, rolling up her sleeves, ready to take on Nicole, but Aija held her back, "Don't dirty your hands!"
Aija clenched her fists, glaring at Nicole, her face as pale as if she might collapse at any moment. She struggled to hold back, the overwhelming pain threatening to consume her sanity.
Finally, she closed her eyes, straightened her back, and gave Spark a grateful nod, coldly spitting out three words, "Teach her a lesson!"
"Yes!"
The men in black surged forward, the sound of the wind in their ears fading, replaced by Nicole's screams piercing the air—"Ah! Aija... you'll pay for this... you'll meet a terrible end... I'll never forgive you... ah mmm..."
The men in black muffled Nicole's mouth wit
