Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Andrew's punch landed squarely on Eagle Eye's chest. With just that single blow, he spat out a massive mouthful of blood, his face filled with terror.

Eagle Eye's instincts told him that all the ribs on his left side had been completely shattered. However, that was not even the worst of it. He could feel that the organs beneath his ribs were hemorrhaging severely.

That pain delivered one crystal-clear message-Andrew was way out of his league, and he had screwed up.

Eagle Eye let out a fierce roar, spinning his knife in a defensive circle to block any possible attacks. Meanwhile, he shifted his weight, preparing to turn and flee. However, Andrew's figure merely flickered in front of him before vanishing like a phantom.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Eagle Eye's back.

At that moment, Eagle Eye had just started to turn his body around but had not even begun to build momentum for his escape.

"I'm screwed!" he managed to squeeze out those words from his mouth. Then, he felt an irresistible force suddenly strike his abdomen.

Blood spewed everywhere as Eagle Eye's body contorted into a grotesque position. His rear end thrusted backward while his head and lower limbs bent forward, embedding him into the concrete wall.

"Got any last words you want to share?" Andrew asked casually. He straightened his suit that had been messed up during the fight as he looked at the bloodied Eagle Eye stuck in the wall, his insides practically spilling out.

Eagle Eye's eyes were filled with panic. He opened his mouth, trying to beg, "P- Please... don't kill me! I've got a mom in her 80s... a wife... kids... I don't want to die, please—"

even finish his sentence before a golden needle pierced his forehead. Eagle

have the time to listen." Andrew clicked his tongue and turned away, glancing at Freya like she was just another casualty of the

initially planned to interrogate the guy to see who

it could have been the Ackermann family, maybe Cillian, or even Trent. However, as the fight went on, Andrew lost interest

not matter who had sent Eagle Eye. Since they wanted to kill him, they should

the woman still had not woken up, he pressed on her pressure

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happened to that assassin?" Freya asked urgently, ignoring the throbbing pain

replied casually, "Taken care of. Let me

Freya

body for injuries. After

nothing was wrong, she

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pressed her legs together and checked her

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discomfort, no itching. Overall, nothing seemed out of