Further in the distance, my seventh sister, Isotta Bianco, had somehow summoned a unit of international mercenaries. Their firepower was ferocious, cutting off every last escape route for the enemy.I sat in the cold chair in the basement, staring at the crisscrossing blaze of gunfire on the screen. My hands were shaking, but my gaze had never been more resolute.All of a sudden, a thunderous explosion rang out. The safe room door behind me, supposedly capable of withstanding a rocket attack, was blasted wide open.Three masked men charged in with their guns aimed straight at me.My mind went completely blank.At the very last second, a panel in the ceiling above me slid open without a sound.Dressed in a skintight black tactical suit, Martina descended from the ventilation shaft upside down, landing with the lethal grace of a hunting leopard."Lay a hand on Dante, and you're dead!"She took on three gunmen single-handedly, her movements so fast that she was nothing but a blur.
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