The touch of steel on her shoulders sent a shiver down the otherworlder's spine. Slowly turning her head, she found a red-eyed machina standing behind her that looked just like Avarice. For a moment, her lips curved into a smile, but as words came out of what should've been her mute shield, all the color on her face drained right out.
"Time to sleep." And that was the last thing she heard before blacking out entirely.
A well placed strike to the back of her skull–that's all it took for Avarice to disarm her and while Raven could've done the same, his hands were kind of full and not knowing how strong the clone was, there was always a chance of him destroying her spine and ending up killing her.
