If word of this got out, it would be a massive blow to Matthias‘ reputation. With a sweep of his wide sleeves, Matthias‘ torn robes stiffened under a surge of force, turning hard as iron. He swung in a brutal arc, slamming toward Victoria.
Her slender body flipped back again and again to evade. However, each crushing blow from Matthias smashed through pillars and walls alike, reducing the cafeteria to rubble.
“Victoria, I’ll help you finish this bald hypocrite!” Andrew roared, eyes bloodshot from the fight.
Repeatedly using the Inferno Strike had taken a massive toll on him. Moreover, the seal inside his body hovered just short of breaking a second layer, limiting how much energy he could draw from
his core.
Using Heavenly–tier techniques like this was like forcing a low–powered engine to haul a luxury SUV. It might look impressive, but the motor could die at any moment.
In midair, Victoria coughed up a small mouthful of blood and slowed.
Matthias‘ killing intent flared as his robe coiled tight, ready to smash her into oblivion. If it landed, nothing would be left of her but a memory.
Andrew’s gaze turned cold, and he unleashed a blazing strike toward Matthias‘ back. The latter had no choice but to turn and meet it head–on.
Their clash sent both skidding backward, the impact rumbling through the wreckage.
Andrew finally could not hold it in. The taste of iron filled his mouth, and a spray of blood followed. Victoria rushed to his side in alarm, and she gripped his wrist to channel her energy into him.
He wiped his mouth and grinned. “I’m fine, Victoria It’s just a mouthful of blood. I’ve got plenty more.”
Then, he pulled his hand free, unwilling to let her waste her strength.
On the other side, veins bulged on Matthias’s bald head, his gaze flickering with calculation. The plan had been simple: hold Victoria while the Driscoll family’s top three crushed Andrew.
Everything had been going perfectly until Andrew revealed strength on par with Victoria’s. As a result, the fight had completely flipped.
Matthias knew there was no way he could kill both without crippling himself, and he had no intention of gambling half his life for the Driscolls.
“Victoria, this isn’t how I wanted things to go,” Mathias said, his tone suddenly calm. “Let’s call it a truce. We stop here and walk away. What do you say?”
His voice carried a convincing sincerity.
Victoria ignored him, carefully wiping the blood from Andrew’s chest and checking him over like a mother with her child. Once she was sure he was fine, she laughed sharply.
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“Whatever bond we had is gone. You’re a hypocrite. Today, it’s you or me!”
Cold energy poured off her as she attacked again.
Matthias’s expression twisted into fury. “Victoria, are you truly so eager to die?”
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Her strikes rained down as she scoffed, “If you want me dead, you’ll have to die with me.”
Andrew watched in shock as Victoria’s radiant features paled rapidly until her skin was white as carved ice. For a moment, she looked like a celestial maiden descending from a snow–covered peak.
Matthias stumbled back three steps, his face extremely grave. With a deep growl, he drew on every shred of skill he had honed in his life.
“Victoria, why must you do this?” he asked through clenched teeth, his voice laced with wariness.
