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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 2602

“Andrew, stop running. Put me down,” Sheena managed to say, her voice strained as Andrew carried her. Andrew pulled out a handful of elixirs, not even bothering to. count them. Then, he fed them all to her. “Sheena, focus on stabilizing your core first. The Lloyd family will come back for revenge another day.” Sheena forced a small smile. “Thank you, Andrew. But this is my fight. Let me go… What will be, will be. I still have something to say to Alfredo.” Andrew helped her stand, supporting her weight. His gaze, however, shifted to the approaching Onyx and Ivory.

He said, “Feel free to make a move, you two, but at least wait until Sheena has said her piece.” Onyx and Ivory replied flatly, “You’re already standing at death’s door. Do you really think you have the right to negotiate with us?” Andrew gave a short, harsh laugh. “Then go ahead, start the fight. That way, I can take my time cutting off Jericho and his brothers’ heads one by one afterward.” The two swordsmen hesitated, their brows furrowing as they instinctively held back. —- Alfredo descended from the air, every step carrying the weight of authority. “Enough.

Let them say their last words. Sheena, what is it you want to tell me?” Coughing up blood, Sheena managed a faint smile. “Mr. Topsfield Senior, you truly live up to the name of a martial god. I gave everything I had, yet I couldn’t even touch the hem of your coat. I have to admit that I’m impressed.” Alfredo’s tone was icy. “If you’re just wasting my time with useless talk, then don’t bother.” Sheena shook her head. “Of course, that’s not it. I just want you to know something, Mr. Topsfield Senior. You might be stronger, but I still forced you to draw your sword.

And because of that, I don’t consider myself defeated. A martial god, even one as legendary as you, doesn’t seem so untouchable after all.” Alfredo said nothing, but his face darkened. He growled, “You foolish girl, you really don’t know when to stop, do you? Yes, you forced me to draw my sword and step out of that pavilion, but killing you is still easy.” Sheena smirked. “Sure, it’s easy for you to kill me now. But the day I reach the rank of martial god, my fists will crush your sword …and your skull along with it. That’s my martial faith.” Alfredo’s composure was shattered.

“Kill both of them! Wipe —- ‘them out!” The outburst stunned everyone. No one had expected him to lose his temper so completely, but the fury burning in his eyes said it all: Sheena’s words had hit their mark. Everyone could see that Sheena was no match for him. After all, Alfredo was a Sword Saint, a martial god standing at the very peak, while Sheena was only a martial emperor, a full realm below him. It was like the gap between heaven and earth. Yet, as Sheena had said, she had forced Alfredo to draw his sword.

For someone at his level, being forced to that point was a loss, a profound blow to his pride Luna and Valerie landed beside Andrew and Sheena, blocking their path. Luna said sharply, “Mr. Topsfield Senior, this was supposed to be a sparring match. Don’t you think you’ve gone too far?” Alfredo turned his cold eyes toward her. “What’s this, General Phelan? Are you planning to interfere? And you, from the Reyes family. Your patriarch and I are on good terms, so I suggest you don’t test my patience.” Valerie met his gaze, unflinching. “Mr. Topsfield Senior, your reputation commands my respect.

But I can’t stand by and agree to murder.” —- Alfredo snorted. “Then get out of my way. Onyx, Ivory… kill them both!” The two swordsmen leapt into the air at once, their blades crossing in a flash of silver as they dove toward Andrew and Sheena, ignoring Luna and Valerie entirely.