Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Rafael could not take it anymore and shouted, "Mosby, just accept the challenge already! You've got decades of medical mastery-what's there to fear? Kill him with it!"

Quinton, ever the chaos-stirrer, chimed in again. "Exactly, Dr. Lake! Believe in yourself. Andrew is bluffing-no way he'd really go all in! But hey, if he does... well then, pretend I didn't say anything."

Mosby's apprentices all turned to glare at Quinton, seething with rage. Then, they turned back toward their mentor, bowing respectfully.

"Dr. Lake, go forth with confidence! No matter what happens, even if something... unfortunate occurs, we'll take care of all the madams-day and night, with full devotion!"

Mosby's body trembled. For a fleeting moment, he seriously considered conceding to Andrew on the spot-just to survive this madness. Then, maybe sprint up to the stands and dismember every single one of those so-called apprentices.

As for that bastard Quinton? He wanted to castrate him, then force-feed him his own manhood.

He thought they were a bunch of heartless beasts-just to bring down Andrew, they clearly did not care whether he lived or died.

Mosby wanted to scream, to howl, to unleash all the rage churning in his gut. Meanwhile, Preston and Clifford both let out cold, synchronized grunts.

right now, hand over the title of Grand Physician

instantly, victory's on your

there for the drama, Preston and Clifford's reasoning was

Grinding his teeth, he finally snarled at Andrew, "Fine! I'll do this, Andrew! Let's take it to the end! Today,

simply picked up the glass

casually under his breath, "A bit of Necrotic Dust to ensure complete decay... A dash of

forget the parasite poison. That stuff's great-should be enough to let your brain incubate a nest of worms. But the sweetest and

kill him he wanted to

cloud of toxic powders rained into

into a guttural roar, like a

calmly walked over and shoved the

"What are you

entire crowd was dumbfounded, wondering what Andrew was

a bright smile.

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