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He hardly had the time to let out a cry before somersaulting in the air from the sheer force and plummeting straight toward the ground in a thud. "Blake!" The other envoys were shocked. Before they could recover from their attacks missing their mark, Logan was already on his second counterattack. He plummeted from the air and sank the broken blade into Anil's shoulder. Anil yelped, and the blade reflected away from his shoulder as he tried to make a run out of the melee.

I was simply holding her down instead of fighting and she soon started to pant, out of breath from the energy she was using quickly. “That’s enough.” Bailey was by our side soon enough and I stepped back, letting Kassie up. She scrambled to her feet, glaring at me and I noticed that it was eerily quiet, all of the girls staring at us. “You’re stronger than expected.” Bailed nodded towards me. I saw that Kassie’s snout was bleeding and so was the area above her right eyebrow. “Kassie. You use up all your energy at once. With your size, it will be hard for you to attack right away. Instead, focus your energy on tiring out your enemy. You tired yourself out instead and AJ was able to use that a

I stood outside, under the harsh sun for about three minutes before I broke the lock of the door in annoyance and walked in. The first thing I did was to chug down a beer and then get an ice bag to help my sore ankles. Munching a bundle of crunchy biscuits, I waited patiently for Blade who still hadn’t replied my message. After consuming six bottles of beer and countless snacks, I watched a black sedan drive in and park in the coffee shop’s driveway. Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side.

"The gun wasn't loaded." Kate, hands falling to her hips, tapped a foot. Now that her shock had faded, her expression was dialed to castrate. "First, what is Rambo doing here, waving a gun around? Second, you're not going out dressed like that. And third, why is there a limo out front waiting for us?" Joseph crossed his arms and ignored her to face Peyton. "How many other people have a key?" "Just you, Kate, and Xavier." Who else was there?

‘Total annihilation! Then, a spear thrust toward Blaze. Hence, Blaze quickly pulled his saber back and put it in front of his body to block the attack. Clank! Blaze was then knocked several hundred meters backway by Dirk’s Total Annihilation. The injuries on his body worsened. Dirk stood up straight and hovered in the air with his spear in his hand. “God of Military!” “God of Military!” “God of Military!” Countless Somerlanders were cheering from below.

What he didn't know was that in that split moment, he gave Warren enough time to gather the strength and resolve to launch his own counterattack. Seeing his sister in that situation, was just what Warren needed to give him the extra edge. As Adam was charging his fireball attack again, Warren already prepared his, before the ball was at the appropriate size, Warren attack with a slash. It was imbued with Reiteki and Warren also used his holy flame. The sword was glowing blue in colour and when Warren attacked, he instantly nullified the fireball. His slash carried through and hit Adam square on the chest. That was the first time Warren managed to significantly damage Adam. He passed by his d

So I switched the channel to the next one and as I had suspected, there it was. The bright red box to the right of the announcer showed Nathan and his opponent, Cooper, as everybody knew him, indulging in appropriate combat till Nathan's demeanor suddenly broke off and he ended up on his knees after only two punches. My eyes were screwed shut when the situation got worse in the video and Nathan's face was bloodshot red in literal blood and strain.

Blake clenched his fists and said, “Those wicked b*stards! How dare they do such things to my granddaughter! I won’t spare them!” At that moment, Stella stepped forth and said, “Grandpa, before we came back, Thomas and I discussed and came up with a strategy. We can’t just sit and wait for them to attack us. We need to initiate a counterattack against Art Trading Corporation! Also, I’ll be the one to start the fight.” Blake frowned. He waved his hand in dismissal and said, “No way. You’re just a student. You can’t start any counterattack. Just study well. We adults will handle the matter concerning Art Trading Corporation.”

His voice trailed off, but the tone was unmistakable—it carried the weight of impending consequence. Unable to resist my curiosity any longer, I discreetly moved closer, seeking to hear every word. Alexander continued, his voice firm and unwavering. "Given recent developments and your unprofessional behavior during the board meeting, I regret to inform you that we are terminating our business contract effective immediately." A sense of satisfaction washed over me, witnessing Alexander take decisive action to protect the integrity of our company. It was a stark reminder that despite his indifference towards me, he was not one to tolerate disrespect or compromise in a professional setting.

He stepped forward menacingly and I took a breath and made like I was going to speak. Then I head-butted him full in the face. No warning. I just braced my feet and snapped forward from the waist and crashed my forehead into his nose. It was perfectly done. Timing, force, impact. It was all there in full measure. Plus surprise. No one expects a head butt. It adds a kind of unhinged savagery like bringing a sawn-off shotgun to a knife fight.