A grenade blows Martes clean in two, leaving the extractors' resident slime both physically and mentally divided. Reuniting the warring factions of her personality will be a challenge—even if they don't kill each other first.
Martes-san!
!مارتيس-سان
Martes-san!
¡Martes!
¡Martes!
Martès !
Martes!
Martes-san!
Мартес!