Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2002

---- Chapter 2002 "Even if Andrew doesn't die, he'll be crippled for life!" Franklin declared with satisfaction. Meanwhile, Scarlett stared at her own hands in complete disbelief. She could not believe she had actually landed a hit on Andrew so easily. What shocked her even more was that she had been the one to send him flying with such incredible force. The power behind her attack seemed almost impossible to comprehend. "You brat, didn't see that coming, did you!

This is what happens when you mess with the Driscoll family... Now, die!" Victory had come so easily and happiness so quickly that Scarlett completely lost control. She burst into maniacal laughter right there on the spot. If she could, she would have thrown a 300-day celebration feast immediately. Finally, the Driscoll family had dealt with this troublesome thorn in their side. Andrew's chest was soaked with blood, and his entire figure was obscured by dust and debris.

second seal that had suppressed him for so many years had finally been broken. The dragon was free, ---- ready to roam without limits. As Andrew lightly flexed his arms, he felt that familiar force wrapping around him again like invisible threads. It was the taste of raw power. The dust slowly cleared, and he brushed himself off as he casually stepped out of the crater in the

eyes, tilted his head back, and took a deep breath from the air around him. When Andrew opened his eyes again, his aura exploded, shooting straight up toward the top of the Driscoll Corporation building. Every single window within 70 feet above them

yet not even if the Grim Reaper himself walked the earth would he have lost his composure like this. Then came a sharp hum. ---- Andrew had moved. With the second seal broken, not killing was pointless. He shot forward like a

was savage and relentless, like two wild beasts locked in combat. Finally, after taking more than ten of Andrew's rapid strikes, Franklin's guard slipped. Andrew's knee shot upward, slamming into his chest with bone-crushing force, caving in half his ribcage. His throat burned with blood, but Franklin gritted his teeth and refused to spit it out. His shirt tore as his muscles bulged, and he swung a

martial artist, you're really not that impressive!" Andrew said without even glancing at the incoming punch. At the same instant, he stepped forward with lightning speed, vanishing from Franklin's strike range like a phantom. "Die! Die! Die!" Franklin roared, his attack