Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief. They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy. He offered her a treat, dangled it right in front of her face, and then yanked it back when she reached for it.

Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snapped—and Luna Phelan was not just anyone.

"Playing games on a razor's edge… Andrew, I'll be watching," Luna said coldly. "I'll watch how you destroy yourself."

Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.

With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air.

It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury.

"That footwork was terrifying," Chantelle muttered.

Even Aspen looked shaken.

"Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone's gonna hack you into pieces one day!" Chantelle snapped.

After one last angry glare, she stormed off too. Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her. This demon of a man was hear