An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Abigail pushed off the ground and shot into the air. She quickly caught up to George as his burly frame began to descend. She lifted her long leg high and brought it down like a battle ax, striking his back with force.

The impact was explosive. George, falling face-first, immediately flipped and crashed toward the battle ring like a soccer ball. As he fell, he spat another mouthful of blood.

His burly frame slammed into the hard ground with a bone-jarring impact. The force of the collision created a deep, human-shaped crater in the ring. Dust and debris exploded into the air, and rocks flew everywhere.

Despite George’s incredible defense, the force of the blow fractured his bones, displaced his organs, and left him seriously injured.

His defense would have seemed nearly unbeatable if facing an ordinary grandmaster. But Abigail wasn’t just any grandmaster. She was an ultimate grandmaster and had awakened the Phoenix bloodline.

Every punch and kick she delivered carried lethal strength that could crush a grandmaster. Yet, George could withstand even a few of her blows and still be alive, which was already beyond exceptional.

“It’s not over yet!”

Just as George struggled to climb out of the crater, a devilish voice echoed.

The next moment, Abigail’s fist slammed into his face. He was knocked back to the ground. His body hit the floor hard enough to make the battle ring tremble. His nose and mouth were crooked, teeth flying, his vision spinning as everything around him blurred.

She jumped into the pit and looked at him with a cold, fierce glare.

“You call me a bitch?”

fist into his

“Trying to kill me?”

Another punch followed.

all you’ve

She punched again.

you

George’s face like a relentless storm as she continued to punch him. A harsh

pulp, and blood splattered everywhere. At first, he reacted with grunts

amount of time, she finally stopped. When she emerged from the pit, covered in blood,

had been completely pulverized. His head and neck were gone, and half of his body had been obliterated. What remained above his

luck!” Abigail spat on George’s lifeless body. Then, she

the outcome was clear. Everyone didn’t need to wait for Oron

had been somewhat flippant when she first stepped onto the battle ring. Though their remarks weren’t as crude as

They realized that when she

and bullets, had been turned to mush, they shuddered to think what would happen to them. No matter how

“Nice! Well done!”

and shouted. The booming voice instantly broke the silence. The applause roared

from the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic