[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFABB1]Belladonna[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/6qCNkt9iZmG2Y/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFABB1]Location:[/color][/b] Machine Room
[b][color=CFABB1]Skills:[/color][/b] Hand-to-Hand Combat, Weapon Imbuement[hr][/center]

With everyone there against the lot, she had to admit that having others there was a necessity. As she clashed with Deathstrike, the woman managed to block her again and claw her, leaving a nasty cut on her arm. She would need serious healing when this was all over, but for now she had to keep up the initiative. Even then, the Red Queen appeared and began to monologue. Seriously, what was with villans and monologuing? Wouldn't it be much simpler to just kill your enemies and be done with it?

The Archer (Arthur was his name) was hit by Psylocke, who seemed to be under control either willingly or not, and Andrew showed up and was seemingly not himself also. It was becoming more and more obvious they were here for a vastly different reason entirely and she kicked herself for not seeing it. Watts had taken down the Red Queen and Arthur hurt her more. Psylocke was pushed back. Bella got close to Andrew and tried to knock the guy out. She managed to knock him good and bring him to the ground, but he was still awake. She imbued her sword with lightning and stomped her foot against him, keeping him down with it pressed close by his neck. Not enough to shock him, but enough he could feel something and one wrong move would zap him.

She glanced up at Watts, wondering what the man was going to do. She felt a twinge of something in her gut. She couldn't place it, but she was worried about him. This would leave him drained, physically, mentally, and emotionally.