Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3270

Andrew's face grew pale, then even paler. Finally, without making a sound, he turned deathly white.

However, he also managed to mount himself on top of Guillermo. Instead of loosening his grip, he tightened it even harder.

Guillermo's neck was locked between Andrew's legs at their absolute limit, and he began to suffocate.

Andrew grinned viciously and looked down at the wildly struggling Guillermo. He growled, "You've never experienced this feeling before, have you? But for me, this isn't the first time! You probably don't know this, but as long as there's a single breath in me left, I can still fight, and I can still kill."

As the words fell, Andrew raised his remaining hand. He pressed his index and middle fingers together and stabbed straight toward Guillermo's forehead.

Terror flooded Guillermo's eyes. "No!"

A shrill scream echoed across half of Chetvine's night sky.

With a wet sound, Andrew's fingers were blocked by Guillermo's palms. The two fingers pierced clean through both of Guillermo's hands like blades. Yet, they stopped just one inch short of taking his life.

"You still can't kill me," Guillermo snarled, blood filling his mouth. "You'll never kill me!"

Black mist surged from within his armor as he tried to break free.

Andrew's expression, however, remained calm even though he was utterly exhausted, his face drenched in blood and his vision blurred, his life force draining rapidly.

Andrew suddenly chuckled. "You're celebrating too early."

Two sharp sounds rang out. From the tips of Andrew's joined fingers, two bone spikes suddenly extended.

It was the vampire ability: bone regeneration.

They extended no more and no less than two inches.

One inch bridged the remaining distance, while the final inch pierced straight through one of Guillermo's eyes. The eyeball exploded instantly.

Godslayer flew back, originally aimed straight at Andrew's neck.

At that moment, another figure rushed in from the side and caught the sword by its hilt.

Luna cried out in joy, "Mom!"

The woman wore a plain dress. Through his fading vision, Andrew vaguely saw a face that resembled Luna's. Then, he could no longer hold on and collapsed backward.

The woman gasped softly and caught Andrew by the wrist.

A faint fragrance reached Andrew's nose as he was pulled into her arms.

The woman said, "Luna, quiet. Let me save him first."

Those were the last words Andrew heard before everything went dark.