‘hydra.’ ‘attack.’ ‘defeat shield.’ were the words the girl heard over and over again. This wasn’t just a friendly art auction, it was an attack. “I-I need to t--” She began, screeching as she bumped into somebody behind her. “S-Sorry..” She mumbled, quickly walking past them and scanning the room. “Hydra, hydra, hydra..” Elizabeth whispered to herself, running a hand through her hair. “Need to stop hydra..”












