Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 1950 Walter screamed loudly, knowing that he absolutely could not drop the ball at this moment. Although Victoria had sent him flying and he had suffered internal injuries, his fighting ability was far from depleted. He charged back in from outside, joining Scarlett in close combat against Andrew. Now, Andrew was facing three Driscoll family powerhouses alone, completely seeing red. Meanwhile, Victoria had delivered a flawless first response.

She injured Walter and forced Matthias back. Finally, she was facing off one-on-one with Matthias. "Victoria, you've forced me into this," Matthias said darkly. The gentle face was long gone, replaced by pure savagery. Victoria let out a mocking laugh. "Hypocrite! Make your move. Let me see whether Gabo Creek's top martial artist has improved or declined over the years!" Matthias roared, his red robes billowing behind him.

Tremendous energy burst from his body as both hands created afterimages, striking toward Victoria. Victoria gave no ground, her graceful figure moving with ghostly steps as she instantly engaged Matthias in close combat. ---- Wherever the two passed, destruction followed with energy blasts shooting everywhere. Meanwhile, Andrew was fighting three opponents and could not spare a hand to help Victoria. He felt slightly anxious, worried that she might suffer under Matthias.

After all, Matthias was recognized as Gabo Creek's top martial artist. No matter how formidable Victoria was, she would probably lose. "You little brat, in the middle of a life-or-death fight, and you still dare get distracted. Guess you're not afraid to die!" Scarlett sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. Andrew's attention split toward Victoria, making her feel deeply insulted. In Goldridge, she was not much and had little presence.

Yet, here in Blumedale, the Driscoll family ruled everything. She could not stand being treated as an afterthought. Andrew's speed suddenly spiked as he shifted toward Walter. The latter's face hardened, his stance solid as he refused to back down. Then, in a seamless shift, Andrew slowed to a crawl, catching Walter off guard. Walter had already gathered strength in his arms, bracing for a devastating blow. However, the attack never came.

The pressure built in his chest like a dam ready to burst, leaving him nauseated with frustration. ---- In that split second, Andrew had already switched targets, launching a fierce assault on Scarlett. She let out a sharp grunt, her relentless offense faltering under his suppression. Bradley stepped in at the perfect moment. His matte steel blade roared through the air, cutting toward the space just three feet in front of Andrew. "Mutt!" Andrew scoffed. "I gave you one chance before!

Did you really think you'd get the same result twice?" Twisting his upper body, he dodged the strike and slammed a fist into the blade. The weapon was made of something extraordinary, so it did not crack, but the force that traveled through it nearly knocked Bradley off his feet. Prickling pain shot through Bradley's wrist, and the sword almost flew from his grip.

Then, blood seeped from his palm as he quickly pulled the blade back, locking down his stance to guard his centerline, afraid Andrew might press for the kill. His eyes widened as he glanced at Andrew's right hand, the one that had just struck his weapon "That punch carried that much power?" Bradley muttered. " Andrew, have you already stepped into martial saint territory?" It was his first time trading blows with Andrew.

Even though Scarlett had given him an estimate of Andrew's skill, facing him ---- in person sent shivers down his spine. No wonder Scarlett had joined forces with Walter and dragged him into this fight. They had thrown nearly half the Driscoll family's top fighters at Andrew just to bring him down. This man was an absolute monster.