Spectre vs Snow White (D): a virus that destroys everything

[the funny girl]

It was Snow White's first time using this type of aerial movements, since the white-haired girl specialized in quick punches and grabs, but Leah was certainly interested in aerial movements due to their effectiveness in surprising an opponent or having more chances of hitting the head, in addition to how the white-haired girl is a lightweight, she could perfectly do aerial movements but for fear of falling badly and directly crashing to the ground, Leah did not make aerial movements but this time she had done it for one reason, her red-haired opponent was weakened and practically could not even move due to the previous hold, in addition to the fact that Spectre's back was in a very weakened state, so the probability of falling on the back of the malevolent virus and doing terrible damage to her red-haired opponent, therefore Snow White would use an aerial movement and prayed that this would go well or that her red-haired opponent would not move at last second and with the support of the public, Leah was able to gain the confidence to do the aerial movement.

The white haired girl's heart beats faster as she jumps while doing a forward somersault in the air, this was certainly one of the stupidest, extreme and riskiest things the white haired girl had ever done in her life although she saw how Red Hood did it on some occasions and certainly tried to understand how her red haired companion did those somersaults although Leah certainly remembered the details of that in case she had to do it too because Snow White's body was quite thin and aerodynamic to do somersaults and other aerial acrobatics also she knew the risk of landing wrong, the result would not be pretty but she was seventy percent sure that she would not get that hurt but there was also that low probability that she sprained her ankle but she had to take the risk in order to damage her red haired opponent and at times she was afraid that her evil opponent would move at the last second.

the public cheered as they saw how the white-haired girl crushed Specter's spine and made the malevolent virus scream in pain because of it and throughout the arena you could hear the applause and encouragement of the public towards Snow White, it could be said that this was the most satisfying part of all but... some realized that Leah was on the ground and had an expression of pain while she tightly grabbed her ankle, little by little the public began to realize what was happening and stopped what they were doing, they looked worried at Leah who was in a curled up position and did not know what happened, since Specter had not attacked her or had not moved from the place but... because the white-haired girl looked like she was suffering, easy she had sprained her ankle but how?.

Easy, at the moment when Snow White's boots were about to touch Spectre's back and she made a slight movement with one of her feet, which caused that when touching Spectre's back, Leah's foot bent in the wrong direction and when she fell with all her weight she did terrible damage to her ankle, when she fell completely, Leah fell forward clutching her injured ankle tightly and ironically her injured ankle was right next to her injured leg... it was a fucking pointless joke.

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"AAAAHHHHH!!! THIS HURTS!!!" She screamed, unable to contain the pain, while she grabbed her ankle tightly and closed her eyes to the point that small tears formed in the corner of her eyes. The referee quickly approached her and asked if she could continue, Leah's physical condition was not very good and her leg was practically unusable at this point and she would not be able to get up for a long time, but even so, the white-haired girl opened her eyes with effort "still...I can continue" She commented as she stopped holding her ankle and then Snow White began to crawl with difficulty towards where the red-haired girl was, who luckily seemed motionless also due to the force of the impact, Spectre had turned over her, Leah crawled as much as she could and in the process tried not to move her leg too much, once Leah was close enough to the malevolent virus, she would lift Spectre's leg and try to do a pinfall to end this torment.

[Monsy]

Her senses cobbled together like loose, exposed and tangled wire slowly reeling back in. Cobwebs reset, feeling in her back reset, then motor skills to pull the faintest twitching.

She heaaaard that scream like it had a smell, a delicious, savoury, inviting warmth that stimulated her systems--oil on gears. (THIS HURTS!!!). She was in-love with that cry. Her eyes flinched, twitched and peeked at little tears. Beautiful, shiny, delicate little tears. It wasn't just the fact her back and stomach burnt from impacts, fists, stomps and stretches--but her soul ached more the longer she wasn't the one making her wilt, cower, sob and cry out. So when Leah came crawling slowly over, her far arm started to drag then tapped the mat with each finger-pad for calibration.

Then when Leah was close enough, her belly and ribs jutted out, bridging. Her hair hung, then peeled off with a mark left for its sweat. She sat up quite suddenly like a machine, a zombie, a zombie machine--with wear and tear, sweat and hoarse breathing through her mask. Then she slumped over. Her systems rebooting and starting back up, told by a sharp and long inhale that was released steadily.

-Crack!-

Her head turned.
A pair of devilish snake eyes landed on the crawling Leah right to her left. She stared, limbs still hanging at her sides. And did only that: stalked.

[the funny girl]

Leah at this point could no longer get up, especially considering the damage she had throughout the match. It was obvious that the white-haired girl was going to take a long time to recover, especially if she forced her body to keep fighting but at least all her effort would be worth it if she could stay on top of the malevolent virus and lift its leg so she could win this damn match once and for all andshe could go rest and surely receive congratulations from her teammates but now the only thing the white-haired girl wanted to do after the match would be to take a good nap in her bed so she could recover, Snow White certainly wanted to end this once and for all but something deep down in Leah's head told her that she had to hurry as quickly as possible because if Spectre recovered, surely her red-haired opponent would not be happy at all, Leah imagined herself being completely tortured and the malevolent virus covering her mouth so she couldn't say "I give up" and that sent shivers down the spine of the white-haired girl.

Leah crawled as close as she could to her evil opponent and she looked at her for a few seconds while panting from the effort and her eyes were somewhat red from crying when she was punished by her red-haired opponent but when she was about to continue advancing with the objective of getting on top of her and lifting Spectre's leg, suddenly Snow White saw how the malevolent virus sat up and all that hope that she had inside practically shattered, this could not be possible, Leah had made sure to completely crush the red-haired girl's spine but somehow she had sat up and Snow White's heart began to beat rapidly from the fear that Leah was feeling, her breathing became irregular while she began to feel a very unpleasant feeling in the bottom of her heart and Leah began to panic as if she were in a horror movie and Snow White was the poor victim who would be the murderer in a few moments but that was not the worst, since something much worse was about to happen in front of the white-haired girl.

-Crack!-

Spectre turned his head towards Leah's direction and that made the white-haired girl's pupils shrink in pure fear, those evil snake eyes settled on her and several gasps of terror escaped the poor white-haired girl who felt terribly afraid, this... was not what Snow White expected and much less feeling this fear that made her unable to make a good decision "t-this is i-impossible" Leah said with a lot of fear in her voice and she knew she was doomed because her badly injured leg wasn't going to allow her to get very far away from her evil opponent.

[Monsy]

Ohhhhh, yes. It was like her suffering had evaporated. All that suck she just went through, now validated by those eyes. Those little, squeezable, beautifully horrid eyes she stared into. Her soul could purr noting the details of that crying pattern. All the puffiness. The stress-lines. The colour that was flushing out in real time. Spectre’s grin under the mask grew and grew, then her eyes sparkled like she was staring at something wonderful. A jewel beyond a glass case. Then, her gaze tightened, and the itch to lunge became too great.

She threw herself at Leah after turning to her feet, perching and pouncing on them like a feral feline. If she could straddle their stomach, her hands would reach out, attempting to clutch Leah’s throat. Then she’d squeeze. Tighter, with whispers of adrenaline--tighter than her arms would normally allow. So tight that it hurt. Her nails had become white, as did her knuckles, the big ones, and both arms shook incessantly in her strangulation effort.

“What’s up, LEAH? Hurt yourself?!” She shrieked with laughter, feeling a happy tear in her eye. Her breathing stirring to something heavy, but controlled. Her cheeks ached from smiling under the mask. At the same moment, she felt a hot flash of irritation. When thinking of Leah’s injury, she felt something stolen. Was this her first bone break? First ankle fracture? Sprain? Is it her worst? Her most humiliating? SO MUCH WAS OFF THE TABLE. It CONSUMED her thoughts wholly. “With NO consideration for my input, for that matter.” Both feet planted on the ground, then she began her rise. One hand came off their neck, then delivered a punch to that mouth. “Absolutely, selfish.” Then another punch “Sooo fucking arrogant.” And another punch, letting Leah go. “...And kitten-like.” Then her foot swung and STRUCK for the chin, finishing on her onslaught in hopes to get this girl crawling. The sight would be enough to make her drool inside her mask.

If and when she did, Spectre would apply her boot to that swollen ankle and steadily apply her heel.

“Know what would make me feel better, Leah?”

[the funny girl]

Leah had never felt so scared in her life like now and that was after seeing horror movies although that was because Red Hood tricked her and took her to see a horror movie, at the end of the day she was shaking after seeing that horror movie and the worst of all is that Red Hood was laughing once they left the theater in addition to not being able to sleep very well for a week due to nightmares she had with that horror movie and from that day on she had to thoroughly investigate which movie they were going to see but this was different! Snow White was in front of what would be an incarnation of evil that was stalking her and more when the head of her red-haired opponent turned to look directly at her soul or something like that, the white-haired girl's breathing was somewhat erratic as if she couldn't breathe well but that was more because of the panic that Snow White was feeling at that moment and even if she wanted to run, she couldn't because of her leg that prevented her from escaping or trying to get up due to her miscalculated fall.

Leah was able to sit down but before she could crawl back, Spectre pounced on her like a feline hunting its prey and what caused the white-haired girl to be knocked to the ground and to Snow White's horror, the malevolent virus brought his hands to Snow White's throat and simply squeezed Leah's throat with all his strength "UUUGGGHH! AAARRGGHH! NNNHHGG" Leah moaned in pain as Spectre's hands squeezed her neck tightly, the feeling of suffocation began to take hold of the white-haired girl as she squirmed uselessly to free herself or get away from the red-haired girl and even she could feel how the red-haired girl's nails dug into her flesh, which was going to cause Spectre's nails to be marked on Leah's vulnerable neck and Leah's face began to turn red due to lack of oxygen although it seemed Spectre was putting all her effort into squeezing her neck, since Leah realized that the arms of the malevolent virus were trembling from the effort to strangle her.

Leah listened to Spectre's words and although she wanted to respond, she couldn't for the simple fact that Spectre's hands were squeezing her neck fiercely, the white-haired girl could only hear the laughter of her evil opponent who seemed to be enjoying Leah's suffering and more for the misfortune of the white-haired girl who surely sprained her ankle due to the bad fall she had although the white-haired girl couldn't see the expression Spectre had because of her mask, surely the evil girl would be very happy to have control of the situation again "UUMMMM? UUGGGHHH!" Leah was initially confused by the red-haired girl's words, but when Spectre nailed her feet to the ground and released one of her hands, only to punch her in the mouth, causing Leah to let out a painful sound, but the punishment was just beginning...“Absolutely, selfish.” and another punch landed on the white-haired girl's mouth "ARRRGGHHH!" and another punch landed on the white-haired girl's mouth as the tears that were in the corner of her eyes flew out, hitting the ring floor “Sooo fucking arrogant.” Another blow landed on Leah and this made the poor white-haired girl writhe in pain "KYAAARGH!" Another blow landed on Leah and this made the poor white-haired girl writhe in pain “...And kitten-like.” What does Spectre mean by that? Leah didn't have time to understand what Spectre was saying because her evil opponent stood up and swung his foot, hitting Snow White's chin "AAARRRGGHHH" Leah screamed in pain as tears of pain formed on her pretty face and her gasps of pain became louder, she crawled backwards with what little strength she could muster, Snow White's mouth was completely sore.

Snow White's gaze was fixed on the ceiling of the ring, although she saw it cloudy due to the tears that formed in her eyes, but she opened her eyes in horror, fear, and shock when Spectre's boot pressed against her damaged ankle "Nghhh! what?...." Leah moaned in pain as she prayed for the torture to end once and for all.

[Monsy]

Those damn tears. It made her feel eight-feet-tall. It made her guts tingle with warmth and her soul was soothed of all roughness for but a moment, reaching an internal harmony where from head to toe, she felt herself slowly relax. Leah was wounded, yes. Not by her hand, yes. But once she got over that, there was a tsunami of thoughts hitting vivid imagination like pop-ups. Just the things she could do to this ankle, the faces Leah will make, the sounds that'll curdle and retch from a throat as overworked as Leah's.

Priceless.
Priceless.
Priceless.

"A little compensation..."
"For this ankle you hurt without me."
She glanced down, taking a pause to lick her lips.
"I want you to scream louder, Leah."
"And I want you to bawl, beg and shred your vocal chords."
"I need your tears, drool and ichor to mess up your face more than it already does."

Her voice developed a cackle under her breath, taking a brief pause as her exhale shuddered.

"Most of all. I want you to writhe."

Then without another word, she STOMPED the injured ankle immediately, then pinned it in place. Jeers BLASTED back. Spectre rolled her shoulders, listening to the feedback, but keeping her unblinking snake eyes fully zoned on Leah's expression. She was grinning ear-to-ear. So very-very self-satisfied, jittering with agitation and mixed exhaustion, making every delayed micro-second pull on a strand of hair, begging for her to annihilate any hope, happiness and adorableness of this kitty-like act. Just how long would it take before the novelty of hurting Leah wore off? With an ankle like this, it might possibly be hours... days... weeks... Oh, the streams she could put this girl through, with all the machines, shackles and prototypes. The ways Leah might try to break free. Chasing her down over and over.

This girl could be perfect.

There was a moan hitting the back of her throat imagining it, but she swallowed it.

"Then I’ll take you captive."

And without any more build, she grit her teeth and started to STOMP, STOMP, STOMP on Leah's ankle. It became a flurry. An endless barrage of raising her knee until it was about hip level, then crashing the hard part of her heel directly onto that swelling swath of inflamed joint, with all the little bones and ligaments coming under siege. She made fists, curled her upper lip and growled as she put down more force. Every one had to be harder than the last, regardless of how heavy her eyelids became in this latter half of the match. Wherever Leah went, Spectre followed to deliver more boot to the same spot.

[the funny girl]

Leah had practically sabotaged herself by trying to do an aerial move and now she was suffering the consequences of that and most likely wouldn't be able to get up for a few weeks or months if the match continued but the white haired girl still had the determination to continue but that determination was slowly fading away under the merciless attacks of her red haired opponent while her vision was somewhat clouded by tears of pain, this was going to be heartbreakingly painful for her but now she was lying on the floor of the ring, with her wrestling clothes torn and with a knee that still hadn't fully recovered in addition to the recent injury on her ankle that was practically making her suffer from immense pain...maybe she would have reconsidered using more normal movement or just one of her holds to end this but...for that it was too late, Leah shuddered when Spectre's boot stepped on her ankle slowly applying painful pressure.

And everything for Leah would start to go downhill when she heard the words of the red-haired girl that made her tremble with pure terror
"A little compensation..."
"For this ankle you hurt without me" Leah didn't like those specific words while she was still lying face up on the floor
"I want you to scream louder, Leah."
"And I want you to bawl, beg and shred your vocal chords."
"I need your tears, drool and ichor to mess up your face more than it already does." With each word Spectre uttered, it was as if a judge was dictating the sentence for the poor white-haired girl, but... that judge was completely demonic and didn't have a shred of humanity in his heart. In addition, those final laughs that the evil girl let out didn't give a sign that this would end quickly.

"Most of all. I want you to writhe." And with those last words, Spectre lifted his foot and brought it down like a fierce guillotine on Snow White's poor ankle, which had suffered greatly during the last seconds of this match "AARGH!!! KYAAAAAAA!!!" Snow White screamed in pure pain and agony as the white-haired girl's tears rolled down her pretty face and fell to the ground staining it with her tears, the scream she gave was as if she had received the worst of blows while her body writhed from the sharp pain of her injured ankle, at this rate Leah would have to use crutches to walk if she didn't stop Spectre but how could she stop her if she couldn't even get up and defend herself? This cruel scene and above all, full of malice, made the jeers blasted fall on the red-haired girl who surely wouldn't give a shit about the public's opinion, Leah didn't know if at this point she could continue or try to give up, but that wouldn't ensure that Spectre would leave the white-haired girl alone, who was writhing and moaning pitifully in pain. Although her gaze was clouded by the water, she slightly looked at the expression of the malevolent virus and certainly seeing those eyes fixed on her watching her suffering, made the white-haired girl understand that Spectre was enjoying this despite having that mask that covered part of her face.

But the next words that came out of the mouth of the malevolent virus, made Leah completely terrified, scared and above all... with a terror that she had never experienced before "Then I’ll take you captive." And with those words, Lea knew that Spectre had officially become obsessed with her, or well... with Leah's screams of pain, who was very scared and without any mercy, the red-haired opponent attacked Snow White's injured ankle again "AAARRRGGHHH!!!....KYAAAAAA!!!....UUGGHHHH! AAAHHHHHH!!!" Leah screamed in pain, the pain was too intense and with each step Spectre gave to her ankle, Leah screamed in pain again and the worst thing was that Spectre increased the force with each step, she desperately tried to crawl backwards to just avoid a step and even if she succeeded, that would only delay the inevitable "KYAAAAA!!! PLEASE STOP!!!" Leah begged while screaming in pain and her tears were constant, the only thing Snow White wanted was to stop this torment she was suffering although begging was useless, Leah's mind was in chaos at that moment.

Leah's mind was a mess and she couldn't think straight about what to do or how to escape this situation, but there was only one solution and that was to give up...

[Monsy]

The feeling was oragasmic. Just teeeased towards the edge. She tried to think it over, one-thought, two-thought, a very simple process. What exactly could she do for her euphoria? Her brain clocked, more-more-more. That's all she could compute. MORE-MORE-MORE. She wanted to give every bit of pain. Her being felt stronger by it. She felt more happy, more tingles, more warmth, more feelings of comfort and yearn at the same time. There was always a little treat dangled in front of her conscious when she could push it just a little more-more-more.

She continued her barrage of stomping. She'd let Leah crawl. Then she'd bring her foot down. Sure, she'd miss, but this was by no means a weight on her enthusiasm. The Virus can only feel like a hunter, just narrowly missing prey in a long game before tagging them with yet another stray. Another wound.

"Pleeeassseeee..." Spectre's tone mocked with a warping voice, shuddering like she was just injected with stunning dopamine. Her smile beneath the mask flinched and kept growing. A little less, a little more, then her corners lowered half-between then rose again, growing in a rhythm. She could feel that cackle brewing. Her head became simple, her thoughts simple, carried on the prospect of just hurting them for hours, till she felt it everywhere. Only a little later did Spectre swipe at Leah's ankle with her hand. She missed once, just barely, then her cackles broke. "Say that again. Say please, Leah." She lumbered forward like a zombie, endorsing them to crawl for the ropes. There was no more swipes for a few seconds. Just bulging eyes that stalked her try to escape. And before she could get there, Spectre swiped a second time.

This time she hoped to catch Leah's limb by adding a quick-step forward, then bending over and clawing into Leah's skin with sharpened fingernails. She'd claw into them if she could, grip, dig as deep as possible, then raise their shin off the mat so her second arm could envelop the ankle, holding it stiff by squeezing at full strength. Her back would fall, hitting the mat, and if her sequence completed, she'd use the original grabbing hand to apply to the toes of their injured ankle, then twist it. A grounded ankle-lock ensued. And in tandem, if this lasted anything more than a second, Spectre's legs would try to envelop Leah's midsection to entrap her in place.

[the funny girl]

Snow White wanted to escape, she wanted to flee from this match and above all...get as far away as possible from her red-haired opponent, since the pain that the malevolent virus was inflicting on her was getting worse every second and it was surprising how Leah hadn't fainted yet from the terrible pain in her ankle but that was due to the adrenaline that didn't allow her to faint and that instead of helping her...screwed her up even more because this caused Leah to not be able to become unconscious which was better than receiving this torture from her malevolent opponent who was obsessed with damaging her ankle and now the only option she had was to crawl back to avoid some of Spectre's stomps even if it was just to have two seconds of damn peace but with her red-haired opponent following her like a damn piranha that had found fresh meat, it would be impossible to have some peace with Spectre near Snow White and this was much worse than facing liliweiss, since her leader always dominated her in training.

The stomping against Leah's injured ankle continued relentlessly and the poor white haired girl could only scream and gasp in pain as she felt the pain increase with each moment. It would be another week in which she would have to use crutches to walk and spend a long time in her bed... which didn't sound so bad but she wanted to finish some of her inventions but unfortunately that would have to wait. In addition to the fact that the white haired girl wouldn't be able to attend some of her friends' training sessions, Leah's throat hurt from the screams of pain she was letting out and it only got worse as tears continued to fall from her eyes in the ring. In addition, sometimes Snow White's body would involuntarily tremble from the pain and other times Leah would writhe from the terrible pain and without a doubt, this is the worst pain Leah has ever felt in her fucking life.

Then Leah heard something from Spectre as she let out gasps of pain "Pleeeassseeee..."  Spectre's tone was mocking as if she was making fun of the white haired girl's painful situation and Leah opened her mouth to try to say something but she couldn't because Leah's throat could only let out moans of pain, the pain in her ankle was so intense that Leah could only let out moans of pain, that was the only thing Snow White could say at this moment although if she could have articulated a coherent word, she would have said "leave me alone" or "this hurts" but right now she could only speak with moans of pain although she couldn't see the expression of her red haired opponent due to the mask of the malevolent virus, Spectre was surely happy that Leah had self-sabotaged and the worst thing was hearing those damn cackles of the malevolent virus, Leah certainly hated being made fun of but this was completely beyond what she could have imagined although after crawling a bit, she was able to dodge an attack that was aimed at her ankle "Say that again. Say please, Leah" Leah listened as she crawled as far as she could to get to the ropes, although for a few seconds, Spectre didn't attack Snow White, but that didn't last for long "NGGGHHHHH!" The white-haired girl writhes in pain as her arms tensed and she clenched her fists tightly.

Leah felt her leg caught by the hand of her cruel opponent to prevent her from being able to drag herself to the ring ropes and Snow White shuddered when Spectre's nails scratched and dug into her white skin, leaving scratch marks... fuck was there a damn need to do that? Apparently Spectre really wanted to make Leah remember this match for life but well the red haired girl grabbed her shin that still hadn't fully recovered, Snow White shuddered when her ankle was held tightly and kept rigid which wasn't exactly pleasant but suddenly Spectre fell on her back while grabbing Leah's ankle and then... KYAAARRRGGHHH!!! AAAAAHHH!!! NOOOOOOO!!!" Leah's eyes widened in shock and horror as excruciating pain coursed through her entire body as she let out a loud, heart-wrenching scream of pure pain, her body began to shake in pain as tears fell even more on her face and to make matters worse, the malevolent virus had wrapped her legs around Snow White's abdomen, locking her in a painful "grounded ankle-lock".

Leah couldn't stand it anymore...this was simply too much for her and the pain was getting worse AAAHHHH I....KYAAAA!! I-I Gi-...AAAHHH! She tried to find the words but with the pain it was almost impossible but she would try to put the words together to say that AAARRRGHHH!!! I-I...G-GIVE...KYYYAAA...I GIVE UP!!! AAAAHHH!!! NO MORE!!!" Leah said, finally giving in to the terrible pain her red-haired opponent was causing her. Snow White couldn't stand it anymore.

[Monsy]

NO MORE!!!

Eugh, if only her ears weren't a sensitive drum, she could listen to that scream, that declaration, the very admittance for hours. The referee called for the bell in a flurry of action, dropping to their knees beside and beginning to pry at Spectre's grip. They shouted, frustration becoming anger quick, becoming desperate as the seconds rolled on. "Just let her go, you won! You're injuring them. STOP!" And it's just that phrase, her eyes lit up like a certain smell touched her nostrils, turning face to look at the referee dead in their eyes. "Think SoOoO?"

The referee's skin crawled, her expression scrunched and eyes stretched, her forehead forming stress lines as a hand was put up between them. Spectre reached for the referee, catching them in the eye with a finger, and they screamed. "AAGGHHhh!" The official fell back and Spectre let Leah go with both arms and legs. She turned to her belly and again stared them down, a hand on the referee's ankle. "Your turn, then." Taunted the Virus, reaching out a second time only to be kicked straight in the mask. Her head veered up towards the ceiling, then reset in an instant, then began crawling towards them. The referee scampered back, whimpering like Leah suddenly didn't exist. They scootched, quickly got up, then made a break for the ropes.

"Kyaaghh!" The referee was snatched by their hair. Both hands went up, clawing into Spectre's wrist. The referee breathed with the hoarseness of a dying overworked computer still clinging to life, huffing, puffing, wearing themselves into a sweat. "W-W-Wait, there must be some kind of misunderstanding. I wasn't stopping you, I-I-I-I-I--" The referee was turned around, headbutted into a groaning stupor, then the striped shirt was pulled from the hemline and tugged over their face, exposing their bra and gut. A tender section not too trained, but a decent diet she surmised. Six out of ten. That stammering made it better, to which she replied... "Don't care." Then rammed her knee into the centre half a dozen times in rapid succession, making them spit, heave, then hack as their knees banged into one and the referee fell into Spectre. The Virus went low, scooping them up so their torso was halfway down her back and she gripped behind the knees. The weight wasn't even and her back was sore. It would be a matter of thirty seconds before her tower crumbled under the burning muscle pinching squeezing her weary spine. But she bore it long enough to back into one corner and had the official's shins folded in the ropes to hang them: tree of woe style.

She turned around, swinging a concussive roundhouse across the gut with the toes directly crushing their navel. It sounded like a whip, CRRRACK! And they screamed again, holding themselves and reaching out, then fumbled with the shirt in an attempt to reset it. Spectre kicked them in the exact spot again, ending that attempt. Their limbs went flaccid in its meekness to tender the new wounds, loose and idle as the skin shivered. It finally gave the moment where the Virus could focus on her real prey: Snow White. Her head faced her shoulder, eyes glancing, hoping to find her somewhere, just as pathetically posed, falling apart and dreading everything.

"What was it you said, Leah? No. More? No more what, hm? No more. What?"