Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2108

---- Chapter 2108 Just as both sides were about to clash, ready to unleash their full strength, Shiloh, while still in Andrew's arms, suddenly opened her eyes. Her gaze held no pupils, no hint of black, only pure, chilling whites. In that instant, an eerie, indescribable presence swept across the battlefield. Andrew was the first to sense something was wrong. He snapped his head down, looking at her. Shiloh's emotionless eyes looked straight back at him, and his heart jolted hard in his chest. Before he could react, she began to float. Yes, float.

Her body lifted out of his arms, and around her, a dark aura slowly coiled to life. The aura was cold, suffocating, and so heavy with shadow that Andrew himself felt his skin crawl. "This is bad... Her dark power is awakening!" Morgan shouted, his face grim. Arturo and Leona, who were ready to strike at Andrew, froze where they stood, unease flashing across their expressions. ---- Even Ernesto's composure wavered as his grip tightened around his sword. Shiloh drifted back down to the ground. Her black hair fell across her face, hiding her eyes.

hasn't even fully awakened, but already she's at the level of a martial saint." He barked an order. "We can't wait any longer. We

palm strike. At the same time, Ernesto's blade gleamed, arcing straight for Andrew's temple. "You brat! I've been patient with you long enough. Do you really think I have no temper?" Andrew's Inferno Strike collided with the sword. The impact ---- sent him staggering two steps back, but

struck him. With a furious roar, he yanked his weapon back and spun it across his body. Andrew's foot slammed into the staff, the shockwave bursting outward like

of prominence. Ernesto was Mistveil Peak's prodigy, their youngest master. ---- He had not wanted to lower himself by getting too entangled with Andrew. However, Andrew had just intercepted Arturo's attack right in front of him. For Ernesto, this was nothing short of a slap in the face. It

gave a sharp tug, not to kill Shiloh, but to drag