He could not do it

WARNING: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF DEATH and VIOLENCE

"Fuck!" Nova swore, now far away from that godforsaken town, she could relax a bit. The wrapping device had taken her far east, judging from the dry air in the end.

As for now, she knew, Helena would always ramble about this kind of thing to Fluxx. She was always like that, thinking that she was helping Fluxx by telling him all those things even though he had never asked for it.

Victor had always spoken about how sanctimonious she was.

"If you are not here, you would think that she is in some kind of heroes academy and not one of ours, always acting like she is better than us."

Nova had thought so as well, but recalling how that person had stood in front of her, it made her stomach churn. She must be dead by now.

"Fuck!" She swore again as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting one up and taking one long drag.