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Nera had been prepared to strike the intruder down. She had her guns ready, fingers resting on the triggers. She was breathing heavily, as the two had been engaged in a fight when he snuck in with some kind of invisibility semblance.

But before the doctor could attack further, something wrapped around her neck and tightened. Blades threatened to dig into her skin as she dropped her guns and clawed at them, trying to breathe.

“It’s been a while, Morte.”

The familiar voice made Nera’s eyes widen. No, she must’ve been hearing things. There was no way this was-

A sharp tug on the bladed whip pulled her back. Out of the corner of her eye, Nera saw familiar black hair and purple eyes staring back at her. Memories flooded back in that instant. Memories of this woman attempting to kill Gale. The thought made her aura flicker rapidly in her hands.

“You-!” Nera tried to free herself, ignoring the blades, and attempted to reach a hand to grab Hilde’s wrist. “I saw you-”

“You didn’t care to check if I was truly dead, Morte.” A grin spread across Hilde’s scarred face. “Horrible mistake on your part.”

Nera cried out as a blade was suddenly embedded into her shoulder. But the doctor soon gritted her teeth to try and suppress her cry. The man had gotten up by now and taken the opportunity that had been granted to him. 

“You caused my sister so much pain,” Nacht growled. “Been a constant thorn in our side.”

“It’s only fair that you endure the pain you inflicted on us.” Before long, Hilde tugged on the whip again. “And one more thing. Where’s the kid? I think a little reunion is due.”

Nera wanted to spit in her face. “Like. Hell. I’ll tell you anything-!”

Hilde only grinned wider.

“You will.”