Shiloh stepped in front of him and said coldly, "Andrew, you'd better listen to me carefully. Otherwise, I won't be polite."
Andrew frowned. "You really have a temper now. You slapped me earlier, then you came down and insulted me, and now you're acting like this… Aren't you being a little extreme for a woman?"
Shiloh sneered. "So even you think I'm too violent and not feminine enough?"
Andrew opened his mouth. "That's not exactly what I meant."
She snorted through her nose. "If anyone's pulling the sword, it'll be me first. I am determined to claim it!"
Andrew shrugged and smiled. "Fine, fine, it's yours. Go ahead and pull it out so we can leave."
Shiloh moved forward cautiously and gripped the corroded iron sword.
Andrew saw her face tighten as she put everything into the effort, but the blade did not budge. He could not help laughing.
"Maybe you're not strong enough. Move aside…This kind of heavy work is for the men."
Shiloh said flatly, "This Godslayer sword was forged from ancient mystical iron. During the forging process, something happened to the swordsmith, and he died midway. So this sword was essentially left unfinished. Therefore, the spirit within the blade automatically sealed the sword body. Every master of Swordhaven Keep, upon taking office, makes pulling this sword their first task.
"Unfortunately, right up to Alfredo, no one has succeeded. And this time, Godslayer showed obvious signs of movement because Alfredo found a way to extract the divine sword. In other words, whoever pulls out the divine sword will likely be recognized as its master. So I can't allow you to compete with me for it, understand?"
Andrew looked completely disinterested. "Okay, fine. Since you won't allow it, you take it yourself."
Shiloh's face shifted from pale to flushed, veins standing on her small hands. Even so, the iron sword didn't move an inch.
An awkward silence hung in the air.
Andrew's eye twitched, and he pointed behind her. "Crap, we're done for now."
Hearing the change in his tone, Shiloh looked back and suddenly went pale. By smashing the base, she had somehow alerted the waterweed outside.
Beyond the empty air, strands of waterweed began to writhe as if they were possessed, and the whole water body started to churn loudly.
Whirlpools began to form one after another.
Andrew decided then and there, "Let's go!"
However, Shiloh refused to give up and clenched her teeth to pull at the iron sword again.
All of a sudden, Andrew felt a real, immediate danger approaching.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Rising from the Ashes (Andrew)
Buy nothing is there...
no update? :-(...
Why there is no update for last two days??...
Brilliant piece of work. I am enjoying the novel. The only problem is that it is taking longer to update more chapters....