Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3122 Andrew thrust once, then twice, then a third time into Nyx beneath him. The fair-skinned beauty lay with her eyes half- closed, soft moans escaping her lips. After a long while, the storm finally passed. Nyx felt as if her entire body were falling apart. Her thighs, especially, were weak and sore, but her delicate face wore a blissful, satisfied smile. She wrapped her arms around Andrew's arm and murmured sweetly, "Honey, you're so amazing." Outside, the night was deep, while inside, warmth and passion lingered.

Andrew's muscular upper body was fully exposed, his physique well-defined with lean, attractive lines rather than the bulky build of a pure bodybuilder. Before long, Nyx drifted into a deep sleep, and Andrew quietly got out of bed and stepped onto the balcony. On the nearby rooftop, someone had been sitting there for some time. When she saw Andrew step out with only a blanket wrapped around him, those golden eyes instantly turned cold with killing intent. ---- Andrews expression remained equally impassive as he stared back at her.

The Godslayer was within easy reach, Arya stood up, her tall figure looking even more striking in her golden battle armor. She moved toward Andrew step by step, light and silent like a hunting cat. Arya said coldly, "I don't want to disturb Nyx, and | want even less for her to fight to the death for you. If you're a real man, come with me somewhere else and settle this once and for all." Andrew replied icily, "I've already told you, | have no grudges with the Cathedral. I'm not the Fallen One you claim | am, not some blasphemer, and certainly not darkness or evil.

You keep hounding me relentlessly. Is there something wrong with you?" Acold gleam flashed in Arya's eyes as she stated flatly," Whether you are darkness or not, my instincts and senses will tell me. Andrew, | can't just let you continue growing stronger." Andrew grew impatient. "Then get lost already. Otherwise, I'll make you realize just how severe the consequences of your arrogance and recklessness will be." Arya let out a cold laugh, her face showing contempt. "Though pride is a sin | cannot possess... But Andrew, you're still far from being my match right now.

If the Cathedral weren't locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Dark Clans, with a major war ---- possible at any moment, | would have already purged you from this world completely." Andrew shrugged. "Or maybe it's the other way around, and you'd be the one I'd kill off." Arya responded indifferently, "Desire between men and women, and those so-called shames, mean nothing to me. | was raised at the Pope's side, and the things you say do not affect me.

Even if you stripped right now and exposed that ugly thing in front of me, | would not care at all." Andrew suddenly felt a chill run through his body and waved her off dismissively. "Get lost. A woman like you, more machine than human, would disgust men even if you looked like an angel." Arya's white holy sword flashed out, pointing at Andrew's chin." You must die, Andrew. Come with me, let's go somewhere else and settle your fate quietly and without a fuss. Otherwise, | won't hold back even if it breaks Nyx's heart!" Andrew sneered.

"Setting aside whether you could actually kill me without paying a massive price, do you know how strong the forces under my command are right now? The Highland Tribe warriors are at my disposal. If something happens to me, Arya, my people won't care about the Ludendorff family anymore. "They won't worry about the Dark Clans either. They'll have only one thought, and that's to attack the Cathedral army with ---- everything they've got.

| imagine that even if they can't shake the Cathedral's overall strength, it'll be more than enough to inflict devastating losses on your Cathedral forces here in the Wastelands. When that happens, the Dark Clans and the Ludendorff family will wipe you out effortlessly." Arya's golden eyes narrowed. "You think that kind of threat works on me? Andrew, I'm the Cathedral's Battle Angel. | fear no battle." Andrew snorted. "Fine then, go ahead and make your move right now. Arya flared with anger. "You.