Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 875

Tiana's face darkened as she cursed Andrew in her mind for ignoring her warnings. He knew Simon was covered in poison, yet he still dared to make direct contact. Now, he was paying the price for it.

Just then, Andrew's hand suddenly shot up, moving as fast as a lightning strike. In an instant, he snatched the incoming dagger right out of the air and, with a swift motion, plunged it deep into Michael's arm.

"My hand! My arm!" Michael's mind went blank, struggling to process what had just happened.

However, the searing pain in his body was all too real, and in the next second, a bloodcurdling scream tore from his throat. His eyes widened as he shouted, "Bane! Help me! Kill him-kill him now!"

The sudden turn of events left everyone in utter disbelief as they realized Andrew was not poisoned. Tiana's expression twisted in pure shock; even she had been fooled. She thought Andrew was indeed full of surprises, and she needed to be even more cautious.

Bane hesitated for a brief moment before launching himself at Andrew with deadly force. "You sneaky little bastard! I'll end you myself!"

With the dagger still in hand, Andrew immediately twisted the blade deeper into Michael's flesh.

he growled, "D-Damn you, Andrew! You tricked me! Bane, hurry! Kill him!

Andrew before letting him die. Yet, he had walked right into his own trap, and the unbearable pain shooting through his shoulder made his

drove his foot straight into

deathly white in an instant, then from white to a sickly shade of purple. For a split second, he swore

out a piercing scream as he flew

however, had already closed the distance and was

turn to look. Instead, he

"You're looking

no way a kid like Andrew

that felt like the mouth of an erupting volcano. Meanwhile, a violent surge of energy shot up from Andrew's body, flooding through Bane's

his face twisted in sheer horror as his entire body felt like it was being

managed to suppress the hot rush of blood rising in his throat, but he could not stop himself from stumbling backward, his boots skidding several feet

unbeatable, and the only option left was to