Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 228: Not Two Questions

Asher and the tester converged at the center of the blood-splattered floor, and the brutal fight began.

The tester was the first to lash out, hurling a vicious punch toward Asher’s face. But Asher dodged with ease and retaliated instantly, his fist hammering into the man’s face with enough force to send two of his teeth flying.

Yet unbelievably, the man hardly seemed to register the pain. He didn’t even stagger. If anything, he let out a guttural snarl, looking very much deranged as he lunged again.

Asher met him head-on, this time driving his fist straight into his gut. A dull, heavy sound echoed through the warehouse as the impact lifted the man off his feet and sent him crashing backward.

He rolled across the floor, dust and blood mingling in the air. And then like a predictable zombie, he got up to his feet

Again.

Unlike Asher who had trained all through his life, the tester had no form, nor discipline. There was no skill behind his movements, just the reckless aggression of a man high on power. He fought like a wild animal — all instinct, and no technique.

And Asher exploited it.

Each time the tester charged, Asher would countered it and let his fists meet his flesh with punishing accuracy : A strike to the ribs. A hit to the side of his head. A crushing blow to his collarbone.

And finally, his unrelenting aggression paid off. The tester managed to slip in one brutal hit

unknown emotion. It seems he was getting rustic. He

time around, Asher showed the idiot no mercy, no opening for him to slip a blow. He beat him up as if he was an unruly child. Not that an unruly child could

and studying. Whatever drug they fed this man gave him near-werewolf strength and speed.Unfortunately, If this drug were to spread unchecked, it would topple everything and tear the society apart. It won’t just be a war between humans

but there was no strength behind it. Asher barely had to move or dodge it. The hit brushed against his cheek weakly, almost as if someone

his eyes had vanished, replaced by growing confusion and

as his body crashed from the drug’s effects.

high to realize

had endured the beating, but now that the Ignis had worn off, his nerves had caught up to the

gasps. The pain was coming in from every side and all at once. He

face twisting with fear especially when

Asher murmured, his

neck and hauled him upright. The man groaned, his hands weakly gripping Asher’s wrist, but

didn’t stop. Not even when the man’s nose shattered, when his cheekbone cracked, not even when the flesh around his eyes swelled shut. He

done, the tester’s features were battered beyond recognition. Asher let go, watching as the tester slumped

he’d suffer a drawn-out agony from internal bleeding and organ damage, assuming he even clung to life for

a painful death, Asher thought, stepping over the fool and leaving