Chapter 1537

As Rafela mentioned the words "soft spot", her gaze deepened when she stared at Lucille. It was clear that she was certain of her victory. Lucille bit her tongue. The slight pain awakened her from the confusion that followed an intense electric shock. As she scanned her surroundings, she noticed that the mutants were all staring at her. Lucille closed her eyes. Her ghastly pallor still had not recovered, so she simply lay on the ground, her frailty apparent. What those mutants did not know was that under this guise, Lucille had quietly whipped out a folding knife hidden in her sleeve. The other side of the folding knife was designed as a pair of small scissors. She was glad that she was cautious when she had it made. Lucille looked in pain as if she was powerless to fight back, but she wielded these scissors made of special material to chip away at her handcuffs. Though the effect might be small, it was better than sitting and doing nothing. Lucille could only be lucky that at this tim