<strong>The Forest</strong><br/><br/>For some reason the man's eyes didn't seem very comforting. It sent a chill through her entire body. Her body felt different since she encountered him and she wasn't sure she'd even be capable of dislocating his vertebrae or breaking his neck if she tried. The finely tuned muscles in her arms felt smaller, and is she could see her arms in the light they would look softer, with more fat than muscle though slightly thinner and less toned. There was no grasp of what truly happened to her, just a vague feeling that her physical capabilities had been reduced. Though she was still dangerous, she knew techniques that could put a man out of his misery with the application of minimal force. Enzo would do well not to take her knowledge lightly.<br/><br/>For now though, the brutes were strong arming her and she was finding that her clever methods of angling her weaker body to slip their grasp were failing. They had her outnumbered and they were strong like nobodies business, stronger than anything she had ever encountered on previous missions. She did nothing to provoke anger or further provocation as Enzo looked over her and removed the night vision goggles.<br/><br/>"My name is Olivia Bernette, I came to this island to hike in the wild outcroppings at night. I just happened to see something I think shouldn't have. Then I received a note that someone needed my help and I couldn't let it go. If someone needs help then I just wanted to help them. Sorry for playing hero," she explained, "So what are you people doing here, breeding chimeras or something?"<br/><br/>They would bring her to the car, she hoped to be sitting in the seat with Enzo but doubted that highly. It would have been a chance to attempt breaking his neck if he wasn't bound. he told her to come along, that was very funny as his goons were suspending her between them.<br/><br/>"As if I have a choice, these goons won't let go!"<br/><br/>--------------------------> To Brothel<br/><br/>