She killed herself

Egon knelt beside the weakened figure sprawled on the ground as he was curious.

With trembling hands, he gently removed the half mask, eager to uncover the face behind the disguise. What he found left him speechless.

"Who are you?" Egon's voice trembled with surprise as the mask revealed a young girl in her teen, her features delicate yet resilient. 

 "You... you're a girl," he stammered, his mind grappling to make sense of the unexpected revelation.

The girl's blue hair cascaded down her face, which was now with blood, creating an intriguing contrast against her pale complexion. 

Despite her weakened state, her gaze remained defiant, holding Egon's gaze.

A weak chuckle escaped her lips. 

"Surprised that a girl could kick your ass?" Her voice carried a faint undertone of exhaustion as she mustered a teasing smirk.

"I can't believe it......"