THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM
“Please—stop! This isn’t you!”
She paused for a brief moment, her lips curling into a cruel smile. “It’s me, Damian,” she whispered, voice icy. “But I’m stronger now. I’m better. And I’m finally free of your lies.”
Mira, battered and bleeding, fought beside him, her eyes wide with terror. “She’s lost herself,” she said hoarsely. “We have to bring her back—before it’s too late!”
But Lila’s face twisted in a sneer. “Bring me back?” she spat. “You think I want that? I’ve been reborn—into power, into purpose. And I won’t let you stop me.”