BANG!
Katerina's punch echoed like a firecracker in the Silent Factory. Blood spurted from Murai Rise's burst eyeball and nose. The severe impact rushed to his brain so swiftly that he couldn't even grunt before he died.
Katerina panted heavily. HUFF. HUFF. Even for someone like her, accustomed to unleashing extreme strength in a short time, she felt exhausted. She took a deep breath of the factory air, which was slightly cool and dismal.
Katerina looked up; the warmth of the blood on her hands was fading.
She relished combat but not the sticky sensation of blood.
As a mercenary, Katerina was often accompanied by killing, yet she was fundamentally a woman who valued cleanliness. She could tolerate filth, always cleaning herself whenever circumstances allowed.
"Katerina, have you taken care of the enemy?" Emily's voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece.
