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.

We'll avenge Elder Wood on our

grasped the sword hilt tightly and used all her might to push

the sword made its way through the Predator's

danger, and his eyelids suddenly

to push her sword and drove it deeper into his

tip was more than an inch into the chest, Predator frowned and suddenly

she

she could even react and slammed his palm onto the

his strike toward her chest sent her

air before crashing heavily to

terrified, she coughed up more

mode, and his strength was only at the late-stage grandmaster level, it was still no match for a regular martial

it hadn't been for Predator's weakened state, drained of internal energy, he

palm strike was enough

surged forward. His eyes

came with a dangerous trade-off—the risk of losing his

become nothing more than a savage beast, even

completely overtaken by his animal instincts. He viciously targeted

"Elder Douglas! Help me!"

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

promptly after shaking off his momentary

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

Quincy's palm struck him, Predator's claws sliced through Quincy's flesh, leaving