"The Cutting Edge of Fear"

The men from the cartel, their faces still expressionless, stood on either side of Lady, their eyes fixed on her as they held a gleaming knife between them. Dr. Zhang, ever the professional, stood at the foot of the bed, a look of detached interest on his face. "It's time," one of the men growled, his voice low and menacing. Lady felt a shiver run down her spine as the man pulled her chin up, exposing her throat. The blade glinted in the light, and Lady could feel the cold metal against her skin. The man tested the sharpness of the blade, drawing it lightly across her throat. Lady felt a stinging sensation, and a tiny droplet of blood welled up on her skin. The men examined the blade, their faces intent. "Good," one of them muttered. "Very good." The blade was drawn back, and Lady felt a surge of anticipation mixed with fear. This was it. This was the moment. The blade sliced through her skin, and Lady felt a warm trickle of blood down her neck. But as she watched, the wound began to close, the skin knitting itself back together with an unnatural speed. The cartel members exchanged a look, their faces a mixture of awe and fear. They had dealt with women before, Latina women with a reputation for being fierce and unyielding. But this...this was something different. One of the men took a step back, his eyes wide with alarm. "What the...?" he muttered. Dr. Zhang's expression remained calm, but Lady could sense a flicker of interest in his eyes. "As you can see, Lady here is quite...resilient." The cartel members looked at each other, and Lady could sense their unease. They were used to being the ones in control, the ones who wielded the power. But Lady...Lady was different. As they turned to leave, one of them muttered under his breath. "We don't need this kind of trouble." Lady's eyes followed them as they left the room, her mind racing with the implications. If she was this...invincible, what did that mean for her future? For her potential? Dr. Zhang's voice cut into her thoughts. "It seems, Lady, that you have a certain...potential. Potential that could be very...lucrative." Lady's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. She was a threat, even to the cartels. And she knew that she would have to be careful, very careful, if she was to survive in this new world. The door closed behind the cartel members, and Lady was left alone with Dr. Zhang once more. She smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "I think it's time we took things to the next level, don't you, Doctor?" she said, her voice dripping with menace. Dr. Zhang's expression remained calm, but Lady could sense a flicker of unease in his eyes. He knew, just as she did, that she was a force to be reckoned with. And he knew that she would not be easily controlled.