Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 959:

Never before had a female fighter slipped past him in the ring. The sting of that reality pressed hard against his pride.

But luck, as he saw it, hadn’t left him just yet. They were still within reach.

He charged at her once more, refusing to let hesitation slow him down. Marisa didn’t panic. She stepped back three times, light on her feet as if carried by rhythm.

Both fists lifted in defense, she danced between his movements — sometimes baiting, other times slipping just out of harm’s way.

Then, like a strike from the shadows, she crouched low, surged ahead, and let her fist fly.

A thunderous impact followed. Bang!

Her knuckles crashed against Viper’s incoming arm, halting his motion mid-swing.

to dart backward, dipped

hadn’t expected her to read his moves with such

— striking with speed, pulling back, and always out

watching intently. Something about Marisa caught her attention, and a flicker of

explain this? Why is Viper struggling? Is he seriously being

next read at

telling you, she’s

doesn’t even flinch

soft exhale through her mask. Her

had caught

for the sheer spectacle, Raegan, someone who understood real combat, saw something deeper in Marisa’s movements. Her gaze sharpened as she observed, “This isn’t just training. She was born

rare didn’t come around often. Letting it go to waste would be a mistake too costly to justify. With the right guidance and training within the organization, Raegan was certain Marisa

amount of admiration could distract

arrival had to be minutes away

calm precision. Her eyes landed on the shaven-headed man at her side. Without urgency, she raised her hand and gestured toward Viper. Her voice came quietly, yet it carried weight. “Tell