“You're going down, damnit,” Trixie promised through gritted teeth.

Vladislava chuckled, feigning a yawn. "We're waiting, Agent. Show us what you've got, already.”

Trixie, feeling the heat of the moment, launched herself at the twins with a powerful punch aimed at Vladislava. Before she could make contact, Yuroslava swiftly stepped in, catching Trixie's punch in her own hand.

"What a predictable move," Yuroslava sneered, a rare smirk playing on her lips. She then twisted Trixie's arm, eliciting a slight grunt of pain from the latter.

"You're getting sloppy," Vladislava added, a hint of disappointment in her tone. "Is that your best shot?”

Trixie gritted her teeth, using all her strength to break free from Yuroslava's grip. Finally succeeding, she whipped around and aimed a jab at Yuroslava's stomach.

Caught off guard, Yuroslava stumbled back, a flicker of surprise on her face. But she quickly recovered and retaliated with a roundhouse kick, aiming for Trixie's face.

Just as it seemed like the kick would connect, Esther stepped in yet again, blocking the blow with her forearm. The impact sent a shockwave through the air as Esther groaned.

Yuroslava's expression darkened as she faced Esther. "You're really starting to get on our nerves," she grumbled. "Can't you just stay out of the way?”

Esther's eyes narrowed, her body prepared for the next attack as she silently mouthed ‘Try me’.

Vladislava, irritated by Esther's silent yet stubborn resilience, stepped forward and aimed a rapid series of kicks at her. Esther deftly dodged and blocked each kick, her movements fluid and calculated.

While Vladislava kept Esther occupied, Yuroslava focused her attention back on Trixie, launching into another attack of her own.

Finally, the one-on-one I was looking for, Trixie thought with a relieved sigh. She used Increase, her icy armor reappearing.

The twins were relentless, their skills and synchronization proving to be formidable. Despite her best efforts, Trixie was struggling, the twins' attacks coming in dizzying combinations.

Esther, keeping her ground with Vladislava, spared a glance towards Trixie, her eyes filled with worry. But she couldn't risk losing focus, as Vladislava's punches and kicks grew fiercer with every move.

As if sensing Esther's concern, Trixie shook her head, silently urging her to keep focusing on herself. It was a split-second moment, but it spoke volumes – they had to take the twins down together.

The twins, noticing the brief exchange, chuckled darkly. "Aww, look at that. You two really do care about each other," commented Vladislava, her tone dripping with mockery.

Yuroslava followed up, her eyes flickering menacingly. "How cute. It'll make it even more satisfying to break you both.”

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Trixie let out a low growl, her determination flaring. "You won't break us!" She lunged forward with a flurry of strikes, each one aimed precisely for the twins' weak points.

Caught off guard, the twins stumbled back, their movements momentarily thrown off. They recovered quickly, however, and retaliated with matching, equally fierce attacks of their own.

Trixie, however, was undeterred, using her smaller stature to her advantage. She ducked under a barrage of kicks and weaved around fists, getting in close and aiming quick, precise punches and jabs with her icy fists.

Esther, sensing Trixie's momentum, saw her opportunity and acted. As Trixie had the twins focused on her, Esther flipped to a new page on her book, her Aura now resembling electricity. She launched herself forward, kicking Yuroslava in the stomach with an electrified foot, doing the same to Vladislava’s chest. The impacts sent them both sprawling to the ground atop each other in a tangle of limbs with Esther's new electrical aura crackling off of their bodies.

Caught by surprise, Yuroslava struggled to regain her footing, but Esther was fast and relentless, her years of training evident in her agility and technique. She landed a swift blow to Yuroslava's side the moment she sat herself up, momentarily knocking the wind out of her.

Vladislava, realizing her sister was in trouble, quickly turned her attention from Trixie and tried to help Yuroslava. But Trixie would have none of it. Seeing her chance, she swiftly kicked Vladislava's legs out from under her, planting a heavy knee on her chest to keep her pinned down.

The twins, now both on the ground, looked up at Trixie and Esther, a mixture of shock and anger in their eyes. They hadn't anticipated being put on the defensive so easily.

Trixie, seeing the twins on the ground, let out a breath, her body still tense. But she didn't let her guard down, her eyes darting between the twins, anticipating any sudden movements.

As they were about to get up, Esther swiftly got to her feet and pinned Yuroslava's arms behind her back. She applied enough pressure to keep her immobilized but not enough to truly hurt her.

Trixie saw this and felt a rush of relief seeing that Esther had managed to subdue one of the twins. Taking a quick moment to catch her breath, she turned her attention to Vladislava who was now getting up from the ground.

Vladislava, her expression contorted in frustration, locked eyes with Trixie. She growled and charged at her, closing the distance in half a second.

Trixie's eyes widened as Vladislava approached, barely having time to react. She feigned left, attempting to dodge the incoming attack, but Vladislava was too quick. She pivoted, her outstretched leg meeting Trixie's body with a resounding impact.

Trixie let out a sharp gasp as she was sent sprawling to the ground. The impact had knocked the wind out of her, leaving her momentarily stunned. She struggled to get back up, her body protesting with every movement.

The smirk on Vladislava's face widened as she approached Trixie, her footsteps echoing menacingly in the now quiet rooftop. "Looks like you're all out of steam," she taunted, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. “Time to stomp your lights out for good.”

Trixie, though struggling to breathe and feeling the ache in her body growing stronger, pushed herself up on one elbow, her eyes locked with Vladislava's. "Out of steam…? Not...quite," she gasped out, her voice strained but defiant.

Esther bristled as Vladislava approached to finish Trixie off, knowing she couldn't stop her as she had to keep her hold on Yuroslava.

Vladislava raised her foot above Trixie. Right before it came crashing down on the poor Trixie’s chest, Vladislava’s phone rang. On the other side of the line was Katyusha. Her foot froze mid-air, and she picked up the call. Esther and Trixie exchange confused glances, wondering about the interruption.

“Yes, Boss?

“I see Geneva retrieved the doll I'm after. Now scram, come back to the base.”

“B-But Trixie–”

“I don't care ‘bout the fucking bitch! Just get back here, the mission is complete, you got what I wanted, now move it! Both of you!”

Vladislava grumbled in frustration but knew better than to argue with Katyusha. She looked back at Trixie, her eyes narrowing once more. She turned her attention to Yuroslava next, who was still struggling in Esther's grasp. Yuroslava's eyes widened as she heard the exchange between Vladislava and Katyusha. She also knew the consequences of defying her boss's orders. “Let's go, sister," she said reluctantly, her voice resigned.

Vladislava hesitated for a moment, her eyes fixed on Trixie. Trixie could see the internal struggle in her gaze, the reluctance to leave their unfinished business. But ultimately, self-preservation won out.

"This isn't over, Agent," Vladislava said in a challenging tone, her eyes locking with Trixie's. "We'll meet again, and I promise it won’t end like this.”

Trixie held Vladislava's gaze with a smirk, her bruised body slowly rising to stand. "Looking forward to it," she replied, her tone still defiant despite her obvious pain and exhaustion.

Vladislava sneered in response, her gaze flickering to Esther. "You won’t be so lucky next time," she threatened, making sure her last words stung.

Esther didn’t break her stare or her hold on Yuroslava, her response a silent but firm glare. She remained poised and ready to act should the situation escalate further, her eyes fixed on the two sisters.

Yuroslava gave Esther one last glare, but ultimately relented and nodded her agreement. "Let's get out of here," she muttered, her voice tight with contained anger and humiliation.

After grudgingly releasing Yuroslava from her grip, Vladislava turned away, casting one final glance at Trixie. Her eyes lingered on the agent for a moment, filled with a complex mixture of anger, respect, and something...indistinct. Without a word, she turned and followed Yuroslava towards the edge of the roof, disappearing into the night.