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"Yes, he still hasn\'t awakened...", echoed another, equally stunning, with long purple hair. A heavy sigh escaped her lips.

A third, with bright silver hair cascading over her shoulders, wore a conflicted expression on her face. However, just like the others, she also shared the same longing, the unwavering desire that \'that person\' would wake up soon.

The door opened, revealing Bianca with her blonde hair elegantly tied in a high bun. Dressed in a light blue outfit that, despite revealing little, highlighted her natural elegance, she entered the room where the girls were. Her sincere and bright smile brought a breath of optimism to the environment. "Don\'t be so downcast, Amon will wake up soon, I promise," she said, her voice laden with conviction.

Ariel, the beautiful and petite girl with silver hair and large breasts, would normally have some taunt at the tip of her tongue, but her usually radiant mood was missing. After all, she carried part of the blame for Amon\'s state, and this weighed heavily on her heart.

Maisa, with her wide hips and small breasts, was dressed simply yet elegantly. A loose, dark-colored blouse contrasted with a light skirt that highlighted the curvature of her hips. With a sigh, she managed to sketch a smile and said: "Bianca is right, we shouldn\'t be lamenting. We should cheer up and greet Amon with a smile when he wakes up!"

Hearing this, the girls also shared the same sentiment, each renewing their hope and determination.

Suddenly, a loud and thunderous sound resonated from the next room, triggering a unanimous chorus of concern. "Amon!" The girls ran towards the source of the noise, finding Amon on the floor, apparently having rolled out of bed in his newly awakened confusion.

Bianca was the first to reach him, helping him to get up and settle back into bed. "How are you feeling?" She asked, her sweet and soft voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.

Amon blinked, looking at her. He felt sharp pains spreading throughout his body, but, stubborn as always, he refused to show it. Even so, a furrowed brow and the sweat trickling down his face betrayed his discomfort. "More or less fine?", he tried to disguise.

No matter how much Amon tried to hide it, the girls, who had spent so much time with him, could perceive his distress. Each one of them felt their hearts tighten at the sight.

They longed for Mabel\'s return with the necessary supplement to neutralize the drug that had been injected into Amon. However, few people were capable of producing it, and one of them was Mabel\'s grandmother. It would take time to be ready, at least a week, and it had a shelf life of two weeks.

This limitation made it impossible to mass-produce. Even if it were frozen, it would lose its effect. It was a supplement that could help but needed to be consumed within the stipulated time frame.

With extreme delicacy, Barbara wiped the sweat from Amon\'s brow, her eyes full of love reflected in his honey-colored eyes. The love she felt for him was immense, but she also shared his pain: "It\'s great that you finally woke up". Saying this, she couldn\'t hold back the tears that started to fall. She controlled the urge to hug him, aware of the pain he must be feeling, and snuggled into her mother\'s arms beside her.

The other girls also couldn\'t hold back their tears, even Ariel, usually so composed, allowed herself to cry silently while watching Amon.

For his part, Amon felt a little disconcerted at the scene of so much emotion, but at the same time, deeply touched by how much they cared for him.

"Thank you for caring, I\'m fine now," assured Amon, with a simple smile, but sincerely grateful. Perhaps it was one of the most genuine smiles he had ever given, which made the girls\' hearts beat faster, even amidst their tears.

"Of course we care!" The girls proclaimed, all at the same time.

After the initial commotion had calmed, Julia was the first to compose herself, thinking of sending the news to Mabel, who was as anxious as they were. It would be a blessing for her to hear about Amon\'s awakening.

Mabel, who was beside her grandmother, anxiously waiting while the matriarch prepared the antidote to the serum that Amon had injected himself with, sighed in relief as she read the message. In a murmur laden with complex emotions, she confessed: "He woke up..."

Her grandmother, Kaia, cast a glance at her and sighed. However, she didn\'t pay much attention to it and continued her meticulous work. "It\'s almost ready. Soon, you\'ll be able to take it to him," she assured.

"Okay," responded Mabel, offering her grandmother a simple smile.

Going back a few days in time...

When Bianca arrived and witnessed the critical state that Amon was in, a rare glimmer of anger lit up her eyes.

With a fierce look, she confronted Zingringa: "How dare you do this to my man? You will pay dearly for this!"

Suddenly, a bow and arrows, formed by blue flames, materialized in Bianca\'s hands. With a fluid motion, she unleashed a flurry of incandescent arrows that ripped through the sky, causing vibrant waves in the air. One after the other, the arrows found their targets, piercing all of Zingringa\'s limbs. Even parts that looked like they belonged to a giant centipede were engulfed by the flames, and Zingringa\'s anguished wails echoed through the space, creating a chorus of pain and agony.

In the blink of an eye, the grotesque and threatening creature that was Zingringa was reduced to a limbless trunk. His face was crimson, a mask of unbearable pain replacing his earlier fierce expression. He squirmed on the ground, resembling a newborn turtle crawling towards the sea.

The action was so quick, so relentless, that he had no time to react or defend himself.

The reality was that, although Zingringa was classified as a Mutant, he had achieved that level of power through shortcuts and experiments. The true power of a Mutant was far beyond what he had demonstrated. If he were a true Mutant, Amon wouldn\'t have held up against him for so long.

However, Bianca was grateful that Zingringa was not a true Mutant. But upon seeing Amon collapse into her arms, realizing the severity of his condition, Bianca\'s rage only grew. She desired, more than ever, to reduce this monster to ashes!

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