Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2821

"The Lloyd royal family of Holtrien has some skill, I'll give them that! But in the end, they're nothing special!"

With those words, the man launched another attack.

However, Eleanor was prepared and immediately engaged him in combat. Even so, she only lasted two rounds before coughing up blood.

Seeing this, the young Andrew grew frantic and furious. "Mom, I'm coming to help you!"

He charged forward, rushing straight at the man.

Eleanor cried out in alarm and hurried after him.

The man's large hand reached out, grabbing for the boy's neck. Unexpectedly, the boy's body leaned backward in a surprising move. Then, like a baseball slide, he slipped right under the man's grasp.

Clutching the small pocket knife in his hand, he stabbed toward the man's waist with a sharp shout. There was a ripping sound, and the man instantly dissolved into thin air.

The boy stared in disbelief, because he was sure he had struck him.

However, Andrew, watching from the outside, saw the truth. The child version of himself had indeed landed the strike, but the attacker had been using a technique that allowed his body to split and reform like smoke.

It was a legendary martial art called the Shifting Form Technique. It was a unique flow of energy that allowed the user to blur the line between solid and illusion, making it impossible for an enemy to know what was real.

The man chuckled darkly and said, "Brat, you're a little talented, I'll give you that."

Then he added coldly, "But trash is still trash. In my eyes, you're nothing but an insect."

Wind sliced through the air as he attacked again. The boy finally froze, feeling a cold grip seize his neck.

Andrew's heart tightened as his younger self was captured. He could not remember how his mother saved him back then.

The man growled, "Ms. Schafer, are you going back to The Veiled Faction with me or not?"

Eleanor looked at Andrew, pain filling her eyes as she whispered, "Andy, don't be scared. I will save you."

Then, she glared at the masked man. "Rafe Holloway, let go of my son, and I'll return with you."

Rafe let out a cold laugh. "Good. I thought you were too stubborn to drag back. Come here and seal your energy points."

Eleanor had no choice but to comply.

From Andrew's vantage point as an observer, something felt amiss, yet he could not pinpoint it at first. He stared at the furious little boy, the helpless Eleanor, and the tall man wearing a ghost mask.

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