Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 138 Violeta Can Fight

"Can you write?"

"A bit."

Cyril thought of how Violeta had wielded the wooden plank earlier, which gave him quite a surprise.

"Alright. Get her some ink and pens," he said.

The assistant nodded quickly and hurried behind the screen to fetch the tools.

The paper and ink were brought out.

They set up a small table that had survived the shop's raid.

The assistant was busy grounding the ink on the side.

Violeta picked up a scattered brush from the floor, cleaned it, and dipped it in ink.

With swift, fluid strokes, Violeta began writing. Her hand moved effortlessly, and she wrote a poem.

'I sleep in the clouds and dream of the sky. I'll keep dreaming as life passes me by. I think my dreams keep me sane.'

After finishing the last stroke, she handed the paper to Cyril.

Cyril took the paper and examined it with a serious expression. "Your strokes are bold and powerful. Quite impressive," he remarked.

"How long have you been practicing?"

Violeta's eyes lowered and said, "I've lost count."

If she were to calculate, it would span for two lifetimes.

began practicing calligraphy at the age of seven in the Blakes household, even winning a calligraphy award in high school.

"Eighteen this year."

his assistant and

and said, "I'd like to see you complete

"Alright."

in ink and began to write. Slowly, the full

When

strokes. Well

"Does that mean I can get a free pen now? I want the one you showed me

behind the screen to retrieve the pen. He asked, "Do you know the story behind

Violeta remained silent.

a voice came

place! Mr. Wally, she's still

Houles she had fought earlier, returning

humiliated earlier. This time, he brought in many fighters to reclaim

the crowd and glared at Violeta, who was inside the shop. Wally barked, "So, you're still here! I thought you'd

you're tough? Let's see how tough you really are!"

with a smile,

outside, not wanting to

the street

Violeta as soon as

burly wrestlers charged at

disparity was

fought them with Harmony Flow. She deftly redirected their blows, sending them

the other end of the

and his friends

are you

Zoren chattered incessantly.

What's

of the commotion ahead. Everyone's gaze followed his direction, seeing a large