An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

"Listen here, troublemaker! Don't you dare get cocky! Do you think you can look down on us? Well, mark my words, this time next year, people will gather to remember your death!"

"Hmph! We've been around the block in this martial world for years. Naturally, we've seen it all. Yet, a mere troublemaker like you strut around like you own the place. You've got no clue what you're up against!"

"If you know what's good for you, drop to your knees and beg for mercy, or else... we'll kill you!"

The Greenfield Gang was shouting and yelling at her. They were all filled with righteous anger. Abigail's contemptuous words had enraged them.

Though the title of Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order might sound imposing, the Greenfield Gang was ruthless. They had stared death in the face and lived to tell the tale, so they were fearless in the face of danger.

But their confidence mainly stemmed from her young age. They doubted that someone barely 18 or 19 could have reached such a high level of mastery. She needed to have started training practically from birth.

Moreover, Abigail was alone and had no guardian by her side.

Meanwhile, they had a whole squad of heroic comrades backing them up.

No matter how powerful she was, she was still outnumbered.

"You're so damn noisy!" Abigail frowned

Then, she said impatiently, "Looks like you won't get the message until there's some bloodshed."

"Enough with your chatter! It's time for us to teach you a lesson!"

The Greenfield Gang exchanged silent glances. They immediately drew their weapons and charged forward.

Their movements were swift as they formed an avian formation before launching their attacks.

It was a tactical arrangement where they positioned themselves in a formation resembling the flight pattern of birds. Typically, it involved two leading the charge and two providing backup.

This formation allowed for dynamic movement, both in offense and defense. It was a versatile formation that allowed them to change strategies and keep their opponents on their toes.

In situations where the opponents were outnumbered, the avian formation offered a tactical advantage that was difficult to overcome.

that the Greenfield

as anyone can remember.

is too young. She even dares to fight alone without a guardian in sight. Today is going to

the martial arts elites behind

the Mystic Arts Order, they believed the Greenfield

"Prowling predator!"

"Call of the wilderness!"

“Primal fury!”

"Titans clash!"

her, the Greenfield Gang launched their attack from

the other tossed daggers, another flung

action, and their movements were hard

snorted and brought down her palm in one swift

the air like a thunderclap. It carried a tremendous

weight bearing down on them, and

a mountain collapsing into the sea, a colossal palm wind slammed

four men let out a cacophony of screams as they were hurled through the air. They

defeated

in disbelief as they witnessed

could this happen?

in one swift move.

crowd exchanged incredulous

earlier. After all, the

in

became an unstoppable powerhouse when they teamed up. They rarely encountered

serious injuries from just

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lay sprawled on the ground. They were shocked

yourselves lucky I didn't finish you off,"

"Why you—"