Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2708

Jerome had thought everything through. Andrew was still injured and absolutely should not have taken Lorenzo head-on, yet Jerome could withstand two full-power strikes from Lorenzo without collapsing. If he had to endure a third one, though, he would definitely cough up blood and be knocked out of the fight.

However, Andrew would never give Lorenzo a third chance to go all-in and kill Jerome.

This was not the first time the two fought side by side, and Andrew had even helped Jerome escape once before, so their teamwork was razor-sharp.

With Godslayer being the monstrous weapon it was, Lorenzo had to tread carefully, because taking even one direct hit meant either death or crippling injury.

Because of that pressure, Lorenzo only dared to fight with about 70% of his full strength, while the remaining 30% had to be kept back for self-preservation. Out of that 70%, half was spent dealing with Jerome's frontal assault, and the rest had to be saved to defend against Andrew, the real threat.

Suddenly, Mikayla screamed again, this time with a piercing terror that sent a chill through the entire hall.

Lorenzo's composure finally shattered as his instincts yanked his attention toward her.

Mikayla's dress was soaked in blood across her chest, her hair was a tangled mess, and she was repeatedly forced back by Koda's heavy sword. She seemed to have lost all of her strength to even stand, let alone continue fighting.

Koda, despite being drenched in blood and clearly injured, still staggered toward her with the wild bloodlust of a beast. He raised his greatsword with trembling hands and aimed it right at her neck.

"The Owens family thinks they're so untouchable…" Koda laughed hysterically, his voice dripping with mockery. "Weren't you acting all high and mighty earlier, you stuck-up bitch? Let's see what's under that pretty skin of yours!"

Mikayla's face turned ghost-white as terror shattered the arrogance she always carried. The shadow of death swallowed her pride whole.

Jerome went all-in as well. Since a fighter always rushed where the opponent needed to protect most, he sprinted straight toward Mikayla. Even if Lorenzo managed to grab her in time, Mikayla would still take Jerome's palm strike before they could get away.

And if that happened, Lorenzo would be carrying nothing but a corpse.

"Andrew, you little bastard! If anything happens to my precious daughter, I swear you'll die without a grave!" Lorenzo roared, his voice shaking with fury.

He shoved Mikayla back onto the ground and launched himself sideways, leaping across the rooftops of the Advanced Medical Institute before vanishing into the distance.

Jerome watched the direction Lorenzo fled toward and said, "Andy, Lorenzo must be running to get Mr. Vazquez to save him."