Selina stumbled and crashed to the earth, her balance lost.

Gazing up at the towering figure shielding the woman beside him, waves of dread crashed over her.

Her final trump card played and lost, defeat was inevitable.

“Selina, help me!" The plea echoed from Beal as he was hauled off by the officers, looking back in desperation.

Selina's breathing was ragged. She struggled to rise, to plead for mercy.