In the boundless darkness, a slender, graceful figure appeared within everyone's sight.
Because of the backlighting, the girl's face could not be clearly seen. All that could be glimpsed from the flickering light was her cold profile and her astonishingly distinctive features.
In the chaotic battlefield, someone's breath hitched momentarily, followed by a series of exclamations.
"It's Miss Jules! It's Miss Jules!"
As the voices of surprise fell, the girl stepped out from the shadows. It was Lucille!
She was still toying with a small knife in her hand, identical to the one that had just been thrown out and isolated all the mutants.
Clearly, the knife that was thrown was Lucille's handwork.
Upon seeing Lucille, George was stunned. His expression visibly changed.
In their eyes, Lucille's appearance was far from good news.
Their plans had been repeatedly thwarted due to Lucille's appearance so many times before.