Ada had been able to suppress the effects of the Plagues, but Luis hadn’t arrived in time to remove the parasite, because he didn’t even know that she carried it.

Although there was something strange about her, she didn’t have that characteristic mischievous tone in her voice something had changed in her. You didn’t have time to worry about that, your mind was focused on the sample of Las Plagas.

But your thoughts were interrupted by a moan of pain from Ada, making you turn to see how she was, great was your surprise when you saw how Ada found herself with fine black veins all over her face and down to her arms.

You approached her, removing the gun from her hand and looking at her with a look of concern on your face.

Before you could say anything, she grabbed your wrist painfully and pulled you towards her, panting softly. “Cuchillo…” Ada growled, she unconsciously tightened her grip on your wrist painfully.