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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3258

Trevor rode the surge of his own power upward, his entire body lifting into the sky. Then, like a thunder god descending in judgment, he crashed straight down toward Sheena.

The pressure alone blasted outward, flattening the surrounding trees in an instant.

Sheena, who had kept her gaze lowered, slowly looked up.

Her eyes were glacial.

She brought her palms together and thrust them skyward with everything she had.

A massive column of energy erupted from the earth, shooting upward to meet him. It collided head-on with Trevor’s twin lightning bolts midair.

The two forces tore into each other, grinding, crushing, refusing to yield. Sizzling thunder echoed across the clearing as the lightning pressed downward relentlessly.

The energy pillar began to falter.

It receded inch by inch, like a spring forced back into the earth.

A thin line of blood traced down from the corner of Sheena’s mouth.

Trevor’s aged face twisted with savage determination.

“I told you,” he roared, “you can’t stop me. Andrew must die!”

His aura exploded again.

The lightning thickened—doubling in size, doubling in force.

Then it slammed downward toward Sheena.

Just as the lightning was about to strike her head, Trevor saw it—

A strange smile on her face.

Something’s wrong.

The thought flashed instinctively through his mind.

But before he could grasp it, searing pain tore through the back of his neck—like flesh being ripped open.

His vision went black.

Trevor plummeted headfirst toward the ground.

The world’s colors drained away.

The twin lightning arcs aimed at Sheena flickered—

And cut out.

With two sharp cracks, they vanished into thin air.

Sheena bent forward, bracing her hands on her knees, gasping for breath. No matter how monstrous her talent was, she did not possess Andrew’s near-aberrant growth speed. She had only recently entered the martial god realm. Facing a veteran powerhouse of the Thunder Sect like Trevor, she had clearly lacked raw strength.

But Trevor was dead.

And she was still standing.

A faint blue glow faded at the edge of the forest.

Nyx stepped forward, golden hair catching the light. Her blue eyes rested calmly on Trevor’s lifeless body.

“He’s dead,” she said evenly. “Do we need to return to Chetvine immediately and check on Andrew?”

Sheena straightened slowly, her face pale but smiling.

“You were impressive.”

Nyx arched a brow. “You weren’t bad either. The Lloyd family really did produce two super geniuses—you and Andrew. Given time, you’ll reach my level.”

Sheena crossed her arms, chin lifting with quiet pride.

“No. I won’t just reach your level. I’ll surpass you.”

Nyx snorted. “Keep dreaming.”

Sheena’s smile turned sweet—dangerously sweet.

“Am I wrong? You’re two years older than me. Surpassing you in two years would only be natural.”

Nyx laughed softly. “Yes, in two years you’ll be stronger than you are now. And I’ll be stronger than I am now. The fact that I suppress you won’t change.”

For a brief moment, Sheena’s smile stiffened.

Then she said slyly, “Since we just fought side by side, there’s no need to argue. But we’re both women… and you are older than me, correct?”

Nyx’s brows lifted. Then she laughed.

“Yes, I’m older than you. But I’m Andrew’s woman. Once I enter the family, you’ll be my junior.”

Her lips curved.

“So technically, that makes you the ‘older’ one. Does that bother you?”

Sheena’s smile remained—but her teeth were clenched.

Nyx wasn’t finished.

“And another thing. I may be older, but you’re uglier than me. In terms of looks, you’re far behind.”

Sheena exploded.

“You—!”

Nyx met her gaze without retreating. “What? Not convinced?”

Behind them, the seven Lloyd department heads stood in miserable silence. Each had struck only once—but that single strike had been against a martial god like Trevor. All of them were injured, breathing hard, blood still staining their clothes.

They exchanged bitter smiles.

They did not dare offend Nyx.

They did not dare offend Sheena.

But they also couldn’t stand by and watch the two women tear into each other after fighting together moments ago.

One of the department heads cleared his throat.

“Miss… we should return. Ms. Kerrigan is Andrew’s woman—a guest of the Lloyd family. We should show some courtesy.”

Sheena shot him a resentful look, then waved a hand dismissively.

“Fine. I’ll give ground.”

Her eyes flicked back to Nyx, sharp as blades.

“But the day you fail to give Andrew a son…”

Her voice turned cold.

“I’ll deal with you myself.”

Nyx froze.

A son?

She stared at Sheena, genuinely baffled.

She couldn’t understand why producing a son was suddenly her responsibility.

Holtrien’s thinking was absurd.

The bias was ridiculous.