The two women sized each other up for a brief moment… then charged.
Lucy drew her revolver again, ready to fire.
However, Gracia was faster.
<< Cold >>
Lucy froze in place, a numbing frost biting into her muscles.
(" My body… she froze it. But when? ")
Gracia didn't wait. Since the very start of the fight, she had been watching for this exact moment.
Each blow she had landed on Lucy had slowly spread cold inside her body, layer after layer, until it reached the breaking point.
(" I did it… but it won't last long. ")
Two ice stalactites, as sharp as daggers, formed in her hands.
Gracia struck.
Lucy screamed.
Gathering all her strength into one leg, forcing it to move, she raised it, taking the blade deep into her thigh—then vanished instantly using Switch.
Gracia spun around at once.
Lucy was already behind her.
(" She's not free yet… ") she noted, just before her eyes widened.
A grenade was wedged between Lucy's teeth.
The pin fell.
Boom.
<< Ice Block >>
