Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 960: Understanding the order, Tyrant didn't pause. He rumbled to Viper, "Go after that boy first. The boss wants you to break his hand." Viper's eyes lit up at the suggestion. He had spent most of the day chasing Marisa, and at this rate, defeat was inevitable. Tyrant's words helped him realize where he was going wrong. Marisa's nimbleness kept her just out of reach. Earlier exchanges showed she was committed to defending the boy. So, if he targeted the boy, Marisa would rush to his side. In her haste, she might make a costly mistake.

Catching her off guard would make it easy to finish her off. It became obvious that the boy, hiding at the edge of the ring, was her greatest weakness. The moment he made sense of this, Viper sprang into action, lunging straight at Ethan. His speed was frightening, every movement full of purpose. In the blink of an eye, Viper closed the distance, Ethan's presence looming. "Ethan, get back!" Marisa yelled, sprinting forward with all she had. She tried, but she couldn't beat Viper to him.

As Viper's shadow engulfed him, Ethan stood frozen, his eyes darting between the lunging hands and Marisa's desperate dash. She was nearly there, but his feet refused to budge. Ethan's eyes stretched wide in shock as a powerful blow crashed into him. A thunderous impact followed. A tremendous force hurled Ethan across the room. More updates uploaded to gαℓησνls․com The impact sent him into the wall, and he slumped to the ground, groaning in pain. "Marisa!" Ethan barely managed to lift his head before his gaze caught Viper driving Marisa down onto the ground.

One hand pressed her shoulder to the mat, while the other twisted her arm back, and Viper's leg quickly wrapped around her waist to lock in the hold. Pain shot through Marisa in an instant. She clamped her jaw shut, salty sweat running down her face. The agony finally broke her composure. Her scream rang out before she could stop herself. The crowd exploded with wild cheers. "Break her! Crush her!" they yelled. Insults and laughter flew from every corner, mocking Marisa for getting in over her head. All the while, Ethan's eyes widened, his shock written plainly across his face.

Somehow, an unknown surge of energy pushed Ethan forward into the fray. A desperate shout tore from his lips. "Marisa!" Ethan lunged at Viper, doing his best to wrench those cruel hands away. "Let go! You bastard! Let her go!" Right at that moment, Viper's lips curled into a cold sneer. Quick as a flash, he shifted his foot and locked Ethan's arm in place. Everyone could hear the gruesome pop of a joint being torn out of place. Ethan's scream came a heartbeat later, raw and filled with pain. "Ah!

Let go of Marisa!" His arm threatened to give way, yet all his thoughts still circled around Marisa's well-being. . . .