An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Marcia demonstrated her intelligence with a strategic move.

Choosing to cut open the abdomen to reach the head could have startled the unconscious Predator, potentially putting herself in danger.

That was why opting to kill him outright was a sensible choice.

However, she overlooked a critical detail—the vast difference in their strengths.

Taking down a grandmaster-level opponent, especially one with significant physical power, was no simple feat, even if they were unconscious.

With a swift motion, Marcia drove her sword toward the Predator's chest.

Before the sword tip could penetrate more than half an inch, Predator's reflexes kicked in. His muscles tensed instantly, exerting a powerful force that effectively trapped her sword in place.

"Hmm?" Marcia frowned and applied more pressure to push forward with her sword.

But to her surprise, it wouldn't budge any further. Even more astonishing was that she couldn't withdraw her sword.

She didn't know that Predator's muscles clamped around the sword tightly.

"What the...?" Her expression darkened.

With so many eyes on her, failing to deal with an unconscious opponent made her position in the Celestial Alliance questionable.

"Getting cold feet, huh? Need a hand?" Dustin sneered.

taunts. We'll avenge Elder Wood on

she grasped the sword hilt tightly and used all her might

the sword made its way through the Predator's muscles, and a trickle of blood marked its

Predator sensed danger, and his

continued to push her sword and

as her sword tip was more than an inch

off guard, she jumped in

roared furiously before she could even react and

his strike toward her chest

the air before crashing heavily to the ground. She

she coughed up more blood and was

not in beast mode, and his strength was only at the late-stage grandmaster level, it was still no match for a

state, drained of internal energy,

force of that single palm

Predator surged forward. His eyes

his strength, but it came with a dangerous trade-off—the risk of losing his sanity, especially when

he could become nothing more than

his animal instincts. He viciously

"Elder Douglas! Help me!"

chaos as the injured Marcia pleaded for assistance. After all, her movements

responded promptly after shaking off his momentary

in front of Marcia. Then, he delivered a powerful strike toward the

relentlessly. As Quincy's palm struck him, Predator's claws sliced through