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.
I can't push her.
لا يمكنني طرحها
No puedo.
No puedo.
J’y arrive pas…
Non riesco a saltarle addosso.
Não consigo empurrar...
Не могу...