Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2770

Andrew's self-mocking smile deepened. "Yeah. Back then, I was completely lost in my own pride. People are like that. When we're young, we feel unbeatable, unstoppable, like everything in life is possible. Then life hits you hard and teaches you a lesson you never forget."

Luna spoke softly, "I won't let you talk about yourself like that. Andrew, you have no idea how incredible you were back then."

She kissed him quickly and pulled back right away.

Andrew felt the warmth on his lips, and his emotions finally steadied a little.

"In front of someone like Constantine, a pure-blood Dark Clan powerhouse, I never had a real chance. Back then, my brothers were already gone one after another. I only had one thought left… Besides dying, there was one thing I had to do, and I had to finish it. After that, I planned to die immediately. I didn't want to keep living anyway.

"So I watched myself tear that werewolf prince to shreds with my own eyes. At the time, I was in a strange state; my consciousness and body had separated. My body was no longer under my control, but it became incredibly powerful. After shredding the Werewolf Prince, I smashed half of Constantine's head."

He continued, "Vampires are dark creatures, ancestors of the Western faction, inherently evil and powerful. Constantine escaped. After all these years, I don't know if he's recovered, but it probably wasn't too difficult for him. As for the last Dark Prince, I chased him for over 60 miles.

"Then, I shoved my dagger, the one engraved with Holtrien's Divine Dragon, straight into his mouth. By the time I regained consciousness, I was already at our forward base camp in foreign territory. It was located at a fortress not far beyond our borders. Beside me was my father, along with several high-ranking officials from the organization.

"After a rigorous debriefing, lie detector test, physical examination, and finally psychological counseling… The three top leaders of the organization were very accommodating and allowed me to leave. Technically, I should have been sent to a military tribunal."

He explained, "With such massive losses and disaster, forget someone like me back then, even a decorated general would have been stripped of everything overnight. But nothing happened to me, and that's precisely why I broke down."

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