"Adagua!"
Two heads that looked identical to Olivia's opened their massive jaws behind her.
SPLAT! SPLAT!
The sound was like two watermelons bursting open.
"Ahhh—"
A searing pain, like her very origin was being torn apart, shot through Olivia, and she screamed in agony.
'My origin sub-bodies... they're gone?'
"Shadow? Intelligence Officer?" A frigid voice sounded in her ear.
"You, how could you—" Olivia clutched her head, her face a mask of terror and pain. She spun around, and her eyes flew wide when she saw the person behind her.
Wei'en had his back to them. His eight eyes were fixed on Shawa, who was restrained on his bed. Behind him, several tentacles coiled around Olivia and Dark Dragon, and countless black pupils stared them down.
"Shadow, or Intelligence Officer?"
Dark Dragon stared at the tentacles in terror, swallowed hard, and said bitterly, "Sh-Shadow..."
'It's over. I'm dead for sure.'
