Chapter 691:

The closeness between them worked to her advantage — or so she thought.

Verruckt’s instincts kicked in like a coiled spring. He darted back three sharp paces, his boots scraping the floor. “Oh? You’re really going to try this?”

His sneer oozed with arrogance. “Alright, then. Show me what you’ve got.”

He rolled his shoulders, as if testing the stretch of his muscles. It had been a while since he’d faced a worthy challenge, after all.

Allison seized the opportunity, swiftly retrieving her dagger.

In one fluid motion, she aimed a deadly arc at Verruckt’s neck.

subjects, her skills had eclipsed his by miles. But time and uncertainty had whittled away her

swift and decisive, aimed with deadly precision — enough to cleave through the neck of a full-grown

echoed with a sharp clang, metal biting against

her dagger with a speed

but steady, blood

smirked, licking the wound lazily. “Still sharp, aren’t you?” His red eyes sparked with a long-lost thrill. As the battle raged on, the heat in Verruckt’s

Verruckt was clearly aware of this, but he didn’t care at

skilled, but some of your moves are off, like you’ve been out of practice.” He

a fight — it was

of rage, hunger, and primal desire to kill in him. And it wasn’t just the urge to kill. There were other uncontrollable emotions mixed in. He

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