Bab 192: Limited Rift.

As Atropos floated inside the blue box, the glowing red cuffs around her arms and legs shattering into thousands of tiny light particles, B3's eyes narrowed as she finally understood the reason her opponent was so relaxed despite getting caught.

She always had a way out of her predicament, more than one from the looks of it. It should've been obvious that capturing her wouldn't be so easy.

The lasers fired from the drones hovering behind the Valkyrie in red armor were easily deflated. Atropos remained static for a fraction of a second before the panel behind her disappeared creating an opening for her to retreat. The original drones arrived almost immediately firing tendrils of lightning only to miss the Olympian who teleported away.

"That was close." Atropos said with a voice full of mockery.