Maya was breathing hard, with sections of her sleeves completely shredded.
The moment she saw Nina had stopped her assault, Maya didn't waste a second. She quickly leaped toward Wilson, who was still suffering with his broken arm.
She crouched beside him, grabbed hold of the injured limb, and lifted it upward without warning.
"AHHHHH!" Wilson's scream filled through the air, with his face contorting in agony as the broken bones shifted.
Maya's expression remained completely emotionless. There was not a flicker of sympathy on her face as she examined the damage.
"You'll heal," she said flatly.
Wilson grunted.
Maya released his arm and stood, turning just in time to see Ethan slowly approaching, with Valerie and Francesca walking a few paces behind him.
Maya gritted her teeth in visible annoyance, which made Nina step forward, driving the tip of her longsword into the ground. Her gauntleted hand rested on the hilt, ready to resume the fight at a moment's notice.
