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Ada looked at Hill, her eyes narrowing as though measuring the weight of Hill's words. The chamber was filled with a tense silence, the faint hum of hidden machinery pressing against the ears of everyone present. "Did you ask me? My situation did not say, but Alice with him once was exceptionally hostile. Listening to Alice, every time she met Jack she fought without caring about life or death, determined to kill him, but she never succeeded." Ada's lips curved into a smile, though her tone carried a strange mixture of amusement and warning.
Hill's gaze hardened, her voice dripping with satire. "Such deep hatred, and yet this result… inexplicable. Laughable, that you now stand together."
Alice placed a hand lightly against her chest, her expression thoughtful. "The will of a woman is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. That is what men often say, and it is true. In many situations, even a woman herself cannot easily discover what her heart is truly thinking."
Hill shook her head firmly. "That is you, not me."
Alice's smile deepened, her eyes glinting with memory. "Time grows, and you will discover you are also like this. I and Jack together — it was inconceivable. Now, when I think of the process, sometimes I taste it completely. Though it was bloody, though it was violent, there was something undeniable."
Her words hung in the air, heavy with implication.
Alice's gaze shifted toward Hill and Natasha, her voice steady. "Regardless of how winding and complex your process with Jack may be, filled with hatred, I believe only one result. You cannot escape from Jack's palm." She raised an eyebrow, her tone confident.
Natasha's face remained unreadable, her voice cool. "You said your story was good. Do not pull me into it. I have no relation to you."
Alice shrugged lightly. "Said is also. Stops."
Ada stretched, her voice suddenly lighter. "Relax here for several days. Treat it like a vacation. Other thoughts are useless. I want to swim. Will you come together?" She slipped away to change into a swimsuit, her movements graceful, before plunging into the pool with a splash.
"I also come," the White Queen called out, her tone playful as she followed.
"It is time to relax," Alice added, diving into the water.
Natasha and Hill exchanged a glance. Natasha exhaled, her voice resigned. "Since we cannot escape, we may as well enjoy." She removed her clothes, changed into a swimsuit, and stepped into the pool.
The White Queen's eyes sparkled mischievously as she teased. "Such a figure deserves praise. How can I not mention Jack's words — milk, big butt, circle." She laughed in the water.
Alice's eyes flashed with envy. "Indeed good."
Ada nodded, her tone tinged with admiration. "Compared with me, better."
Natasha's expression was proud, though her words carried a trace of reflection. "As an agent, sometimes I thought these things unnecessary. But there is no way to change what is inborn."
The White Queen gave a thumbs-up, her smile sly. "Natasha, you act pretentious. Stature good, long attractive, skilled, and still pretentious. Women like you are rare."
Alice's gaze turned toward the White Queen. "Your tone sounds more and more like Jack."
Ada chuckled. "They say daughters resemble fathers. So White Queen, it is understandable."
The White Queen's voice rose sharply. "I am not that fellow's daughter. Do not talk nonsense."
Ada's smile remained. "You cannot deny your body originated from him."
Natasha's eyes narrowed, her voice cool. "Your relations with that scum feel chaotic."
The White Queen shook her head. "No."
Natasha plunged into the pool, her body cutting through the water. She thought to herself, Never expected that I would swim together with my enemies.
Alice's voice carried across the water. "Do not mistake. We never thought of being your enemy. We will not help you, but we will not harm you either. Your enemy is only Jack, for now."
Alice shrugged. "Naturally, if you insist on regarding us as enemies, no matter."
Far above, Jack soared freely in the sky, his body cutting through the night air. He spread his arms wide, shrieking and howling wildly. "Ooooooh, ah…" His voice echoed against the heavens.
The moonlight bathed him in silver. He raised his head, reciting in a poetic mood: "When bright moonlight has, raises one's wine cup to ask the blue sky, does not know, does not know, does not know Jack that…" His words faltered, his recitation broken, his tone almost childlike.
Eventually Jack gave up, his voice trailing into silence. He frowned, his gaze shifting toward the rear area. At the end of his line of sight, there was nothing.
His brows furrowed. "A misconception? No. Absolutely not. Someone is observing me in secret. Some beauty, perhaps, who unrequited loves me?"
He shouted into the night. "Come out! I have felt your existence!"
Several minutes passed. No one responded.
Jack closed his eyes, his Thought Power surging to its limit, probing the surroundings, searching for every movement.
"They had walked. Who was it?" He opened his eyes, his expression unsettled.
Floating in the air, Jack muttered, "This feeling is uncomfortable. An unknown factor, beyond my grasp."
In the Avengers' battles, none of those so-called powerhouses had ever brought him such oppression.
A cold snort pierced the air. "Snort." The sound was disdainful, sharp.
Jack turned, his eyes widening. Black flame erupted, surrounding him in an instant. The fire burned swift and violent, consuming his body.
"Ah…" Jack roared in pain. His clothes were incinerated instantly, the black flame licking at his skin.
"This flame…" Jack's voice was hoarse, his body trembling. Water surged from him, torrents erupting, but the black flame consumed even the water, turning it into fuel.
"Hateful!" Blue light flashed in Jack's eyes. He summoned the Casket of Ancient Winters, the artifact appearing in his hand. Power of Frost surged, freezing the black flame, encasing his body in solid ice.
Jack bellowed, his voice echoing. The frost cracked, breaking apart.
"Hū hū… hū hū…" He gasped, his body scorched, his skin blackened, burns covering him.
He looked down. Within the ice, the black flame still burned, unextinguished.
Shock filled his eyes. "If I am right… this flame… inconceivable."
He frowned, his mind racing. "Is it possible? This was only a probe. The real start will come next time."
A wicked smile spread across his face. "The matter has become interesting. If my guess is not wrong, it was one of them. But who could reach me here?"
He no longer thought further. The conclusion was beyond reach. The enemy would reveal themselves in time. For now, he must prepare. Whoever dared to strike him with such flame would pay dearly. He would crush them, and only then would the discomfort in his heart be soothed.