Meanwhile, at a tower five minutes to the west of Nikolai. Six women stood amidst the burning ruins of a building. They each wore a tightly fitted bodysuit, with sleeveless leather jackets and leading them were two particular women.
One short, with silver hair combed back and sharp golden eyes, while the one beside her was graceful and tall with platinum blonde hair and crimson eyes.
The shorter woman squatted while tossing the broken shards of concrete, a wide grin on her lips as she traced a man's name on the dusty surface with a heart.
"Honey is so cruel."
"Oh my, and why's that Nikita?"
Selene glanced at her original rival with a tilted head, then clicked her tongue. The changes in Nikita's body and atmosphere were like heaven and earth. If she couldn't match her physically before, then now it was too foolish to consider.
"He's off fighting with all those maids, while we're slaving away destroying buildings."
