她拖起太刀，一瘸一拐地走上前，挥刃斩落两只空中监视器。她回眼望向比安卡舞动的背影，被她身上沾染的黑与红刺痛了眼。红发死神向一旁啐出一口淤积的循环液，擦掉嘴角的血迹，喃喃着，

“比安卡，我有时候真他妈希望你别存在于这个世界”

她看见金发构造体只是顿了顿，然后便接着清剿感染体。就在薇拉几乎认为比安卡没注意到她的话时，却听见对方回应道，

“……彼此彼此。”

薇拉一怔，然后便突然笑了起来。她反手斩首了几名感染体，然后接着笑，笑得浑身颤抖，笑得双眼酸涩。

She lifts her katana, stumbling as she walked, swung her blade and cut down two aerial monitors. She gazed back at Bianca back as she danced on the battlefield, the black and red on her body hurts to look at. The red haired death chewed and spew out a lump of hardened vital fluid, she wiped the corner of her mouth off of further blood marks, she mumbles.

"Bianca, some times I wish you didn't fucking exist in this world."

She saw the blonde Construct pause for a moment, then carried on destroying the infected. Just as Vera thought Bianca had not noticed her remark, she heard a reply,

"The feeling is mutual."

Vera was shocked, but immediately started laughing. One reverse hand slash decapitated several infected, she carried on laughing, her laughter caused her to shake, her laughter made her eyes watery.