Lucyna smiled. Her eyes glanced toward the Goth girl and the black cat.
"You know that I am not the one that decides in House Zakharov. I am but only a puppet." Lucyna said.
The black cat stroked its whiskers, "That's true. But you are its only heir now. Sooner or later, House Zakharov will belong to you."
Lucyna's eyelids fluttered gently.
"Mikael is old. But he is still a Rank-3 Psychic."
"What if we help you to get rid of him?" The black cat grinned widely.
"Can you trust me? I betrayed you once." Lucyna smiled.
"Of course not." The black cat said. "But I have my own way to make sure that is no longer the case."
Lucyna squinted her eyes, "You will enslave me."
"Precisely." The black cat nodded.
Selina took out her Psycho-Blade and summoned her energy sword. She didn't hide their aggression.
"To kneel or to die. That is your choice." Selina said.
Lucyna smiled. "I am grateful."
Mater raised an eyebrow in confusion.
