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After Bhanumati asked her to distract the demigod duo, Subhadra punched out towards the two of them with all her strength, forcing them to reel backwards for a few hundred metres.

"Hmph, it seems that I am going to be your opponent for now. Too bad for you guys I guess, huh. "

Subhadra snorted arrogantly.

In response, Cynthia's anger was irked, causing her to lash out the former.

"Hahaha, you really think too highly of yourself, don't you ? If you don't count the magical armour you shamelessly stole from Harman, what are you ?"

Taking a step forward, Cynthia continued sarcastically.

"What ? Not talking now, are you ? "

"You can think whatever you want. But you also know that you're not match for me now. And besides, I didn't steal this magical armour. It was rightfully won by my husband as a trophy after defeating his enemy fair and square. "

Subhadra replied tit for tat.

"You talk too much. Well, let me remind you your rightful place then, just like the last time when I left you hanging on your last breath."

With that, Cynthia swung her whip towards Subhadra menacingly.

The whip reacted like a living magical snake as it's length increased by multiple times while it bound Subhadra like a cocoon.

Caught off guard, Subhadra couldn't dodge in time and was wrapped by the whip into a ball.

But that was it.

Aside from restraining her in place, Cynthia couldn't pose any other Harman to Subhadra at all.

And it's not like she didn't try anything. As a matter of fact, she used every means at her disposal including trying to penetrate the armour with barbs of her whip and strangling her by tightening the whip around Subhadra.

Unfortunately, the armour was too powerful. It's estimate can be made by the fact that even Aryan had to use a lot of effort to break the armour by overriding it's upper limit.

"Damn it, I have to do something. "

But Subhadra was also equally frustrated because of the fact that she couldn't escape the whip's control.

Subhadra struggled against the whip that bound her, her movements restricted and her frustration mounting.

Cynthia's taunts echoed in her ears, but she kept her focus, trying to find a way to break free.

Meanwhile, after trying futilely, Cynthia turned to Pothia for help.

But to Cynthia 's call for help, Pothia was also a feeling in a fix. And the reason is also simple, because her arrows couldn't do any damage to Subhadra either.

In fact, Subhadra could even absorb the damage inflicted by her arrows and reflect it back on them, thus unknowingly helping her escape Cynthia's control.

"You think this armor makes you invincible?" Cynthia sneered, her grip tightening on the whip. "Let's see how long you can hold out."

Subhadra gritted her teeth, channeling her strength into her limbs as she attempted to loosen the whip's grip. Her husband's victory had earned her this powerful armor, and she would not let these demigods belittle that achievement.

While Subhadra and Cynthia were at each other's throats, on the other hand, Pothia was going through a severe mental struggle.

"Looks like I have to use that. Otherwise once that scary guy gets back up, I doubt I'll even have a chance to keep my life."

Pothia said after a few seconds of hesitation as her expression gradually hardened.

She slowly held up her bow while aiming towards Subhadra and pulled back the bowstring, slowly reciting a mantra in an almost inaudible voice.

"Needle of Fate!"

Pothia suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the strange red needle shaped arrow materialising on her bowstring, ready to be launched.

Needle of Fate, a powerful artifact containing the illusory power of fate which was crafted by the Three Fate Sisters a long time ago and gifted to Artemis as a reward for her help.

And after Pothia became Artemis's champion, it was bestowed upon her by Artemis.

However considering it's power, what Pothia received was not the original arrow. She only received the permission to use it's projection a certain number of times, thus limiting it's lethality. But it was still a formidable artifact nonetheless.

To describe it, this artifact connects the Fates of two individuals into one using the thread of fate.

For example, if Pothia uses it on Subhadra then her and Subhadra 's fates will be connected to each other.

Any damage that Subhadra receives will also be borne by Pothia and similarly any damage that Pothia receives will also be borne by Subhadra. And this is only it's superficial effect, while it's other effects are difficult to describe in words and hidden.

However since it's not the original artifact and only the projection of the original artifact, thus it's impossible to bind Gods with it and only effective against mortals.

Anyhow, Pothia, having made her decision, held her bow steady.

The incantation she whispered seemed to fill the air with a heavy, ominous energy. The red needle-shaped arrow completely materialized on her bowstring, shimmering with the power of the Fates.

"Subhadra, prepare yourself," Pothia intoned, her voice carrying a weight of finality.

Subhadra's eyes narrowed, recognizing the danger in Pothia's actions.

Although she didn't know the effects of the Needle of Fate, but she could sense the formidable power emanating from the arrow and knew that it was not something to be taken lightly.

Without warning, Pothia released the arrow. It streaked through the air, a blur of red light, and struck Subhadra directly in the chest.

This time around, the armour on her body didn't offer her any protection as the illusory arrow bypassed it all together.

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still. Subhadra felt a strange sensation, as if invisible threads were weaving themselves around her, somehow .....connecting her to Pothia ?

It was a very strange feeling, one she couldn't describe in words. But slowly, almost as if by instinct, she understood what just happened to her.

Seeing this, Cynthia's whip slackened, falling to the ground as Subhadra staggered backward.

She looked down at the red arrow embedded in her armor, feeling a cold dread wash over her. She could sense the connection between herself and Pothia, an unbreakable thread that linked their fates.

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