Dana POV
She tries to get up, but suddenly Rafael, the gamma, arrives and reaches for her hands.
"I don't need your help," she says, anger evident in her eyes.
Rafael smiles. "Here you are again, putting on a tough act. There's no need for it anymore; it's obvious you've been defeated," he says, teasing her before walking away, leaving Divine seething with rage.
Despite the pain she's in, she looks at me. I don't feel anything in my hand. I'm not sure what I just did, but I feel a strange satisfaction in having done it to her.
I recall Anna's words, "Consider that causing harm to someone may ultimately benefit you."
"You never answered my question," I state.
She gulps, meeting my gaze. "You did," she admits. "You did a good job," she awkwardly adds before turning her
