Calvin’s voice dripped with venom. “Kill him! Kill this little bastard, Mr. Driscoll Senior!”

Andrew did not release Victoria because the moment he let go, her body would freeze even faster. Even so, holding her did not mean he was not ready to fight Maurice to the death.

The killing intent in him surged, and his thoughts raced.

Victoria’s condition, Calvin’s betrayal, and the Driscoll family’s endless interference.

The crimson in his eyes burned brighter, and without realizing it, the second seal in his energy core finally began to crack apart. A low growl escaped his throat. Everywhere his gaze landed, his mind screamed only one thing: rip apart every living being in front of him.

“Mr. Driscoll Senior, bringing so many men to storm this cathedral and wreck it completely is a bit much, don’t you think?”

At the last moment, a cold voice came from far to near, arriving in an instant. This voice seemed to have magical power. The moment it entered Andrew’s ears, the raging killing intent in his heart calmed down.

Military boots appeared first in view, followed by a flawless, beautiful face.

It was Luna, clad in full uniform. She stepped in, eyes calm as they locked onto Maurice without a word. Her gloved hands slowly opened, revealing two spheres of pale red energy swirling in her palms.

Those were energy so condensed it took physical form. A single strike would hit like a cannon blast.

Maurice’s eyes narrowed, thoughts flashing through his mind. He knew Luna could probably level an entire mountain alone. Why she was here did not matter; what mattered was that with her involvement, today’s plans were finished.

With a cold snort, he said, “Luna, here to pray as well?”

Luna glanced at Victoria in Andrew’s arms, her tone equally calm. “I have no interest in praying. Plus, I’ve never believed in any gods or spirits. The only thing I believe in is the power in my hands.”

Her meaning was clear: since she was here, Maurice would be wise to leave, or they could settle things right now.

Maurice’s gaze sharpened. “The Driscoll family still has business here. Could I trouble you to step aside?”

Luna did not bother with politeness. “No. My people are already stationed at the foot of the mountain, awaiting my command. You can kill anyone here if you like, and I can punish anyone here if I choose. Go ahead, we won’t get in each other’s way.”

Maurice froze. “You…”

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Luna met his stare, her own eyes cold. The strands of hair by her ear began to stand upright, a sign that her patience was nearly gone. If he did not act, she would.

That was her way. She did not care if he was the patriarch of one of the Three Titans, an elder, or some powerful name. If words did not work out, she would fight first and talk later.

Maurice let out a sharp harrumph and turned to leave. He had no confidence he could gain the upper hand against Luna, and losing here would strip him of his status and dignity. Hence, it was better to withdraw for now and keep her guessing about his strength.

As soon as Maurice left, Luna looked at Andrew. “The woman in your arms can’t be saved. If you want to climb higher and achieve anything in martial arts, you should stop feeding her your energy. Keep going like this and you’ll drain your core dry, leaving permanent damage!”

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