Chapter 383 The Deciding Night [Part 6]

Chapter 383 The Deciding Night [Part 6]

Shade struck. His fist, wreathed in crackling purple air, shot out with blinding speed.

Annette barely managed to bring her arms up in a cross-block, the force of the blow sending her skidding backward.

She grinned, a feral thing that spoke of bloodlust barely contained.

"Finally, a real challenge."

Shade straightened and looked at her with a small grin, "The last person that said that couldn't take another."

"Try me!!"

The two warriors clashed in a fury of blows, each impact sending shockwaves through the air.

Shade's soul essence-enhanced strikes met Annette's raw physical might in a deadly dance of destruction.

Meanwhile, Jeci found herself increasingly hard-pressed with a new opponent.

With Shade occupying Annette, the soldiers seemed to have regained some of their courage.

Even though they were not finding an answer to why their talent abilities were not working, they pressed in from all sides, causing a relentless tide of steel and flesh.

Jeci's spear became a crimson blur, leaving trails of blood in its wake.

She pirouetted and struck, each movement a deadly work of art. But even her inhuman grace which had its limits was being evenly matched by her opponent who had nothing but two curved daggers.

And moreso, that limit had been strongly tempered beforehand by her fight with Northern.

A slash slipped past her guard, opening a shallow cut along her ribs.

She hissed in pain but didn't falter, retaliating with a vicious thrust that left her attacker reeling backwards.

From his hidden vantage point, Ellis watched the battle unfold with growing horror and frustration.

He saw Jeci stumble, nearly overwhelmed by the sheer numbers and a lady in black gown.

He saw Annette, locked in furious combat with Shade, unable to aid her companion.

Again, and over again, he had always been in the position where he needed to be protected. He wanted that to stop.

"Not even close, brat," Annette growled.

But even as she pressed her advantage, Annette couldn't help but worry about Jeci and Ellis.

She had been shocked at first when she was able to bulldoze through the drifters without worrying about their talent abilities.

But it didn't take a genius to figure out this was Jeci's work. But she had left Annette's power, and Annette's opponent so it seems.

Which means, there's a cost to her abilities. She caught glimpses of Jeci, still holding her own but clearly tiring.

And Ellis... her heart clenched as she saw him fighting with more enthusiasm than skill.

Shade, sensing her distraction, launched into a flurry of attacks. Purple air crackled around his fists as he rained blows upon Annette.

She weathered the storm, but each block sent jolts of pain through her battered arms.

In a desperate gambit, Annette dropped her guard, allowing one of Shade's punches to graze her cheek.

The pain was intense, but it gave her the opening she needed.

Her own fist shot out, catching Shade in the solar plexus with bone-crushing force.

The warrior's eyes bulged as the air was driven from his lungs. He staggered back, gasping and grabbing his chest.

Annette did not relent, she immediately pressed her advantage, unleashing a barrage of punches that drove Shade further and further back.

But just as victory seemed within her grasp, a pained cry cut through the air.

She turned, heart in her throat, to see Ellis fall beneath a soldier's blade.

In that moment of distraction, Shade struck.

His fist, wreathed in crackling air, slammed into Annette's temple.

The world exploded into a kaleidoscope of pain and disorientation.

As she stumbled, fighting to stay conscious, Annette saw Jeci abandon her own fight to rush to Ellis' aid.

The spearwoman moved like a demon, cutting down anyone who stood between her and the fallen young man.

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