As Mo Yi spoke, Miss Wendy slowly opened her eyes. Memories from when she had become a Herrscher began flooding back, the last of them being Mo Yi's Friendship Face-Breaker Punch knocking her unconscious.
"You are—"
The moment Wendy opened her eyes, she saw Mo Yi standing over her. The helplessness she had felt when Mo Qing had utterly crushed her not long ago surged back, and Wendy cried out.
"Ah... Don't come any closer!"
Miss Wendy flailed her limbs, trying to get away from Mo Yi. Unfortunately, she was lying on a sofa and surrounded by a group of Valkyries. Where was she supposed to retreat to?
Then, she quickly recognized the bug-brained one, the housewife, and Bronya—the three she had fought before.
"This... you... don't...?"
Weak and powerless, Miss Wendy had long forgotten that she was actually a true genius, a gifted girl destined to become an S-rank Valkyrie. She still thought she was that lab rat confined to a wheelchair, bitterly resenting the world.
Of course, even if she remembered that she could actually fight, it would be useless. With so many Herrschers present, any one of them could grind her into the floor. Just like Sister Ta Zi, that S-rank Valkyrie who was always getting wrecked—it was not that Sister Ta Zi was weak, but that all her enemies knew how to pilot Gundams!
"Hehehe—"
Ji Anya, who had been beaten rather badly by Miss Wendy, immediately got an idea when she saw Wendy like this. She leaned close to Wendy's ear, gave the standard villainous laugh, and said, "So you've finally fallen into my hands, Wendy..."
"You'd better cherish this moment, because every second of your future will be filled with pain worse than death—a torment where you'll beg to die and be unable to!"