Andrew mocked, "A century-old or not, I'll still kill you today!"
Murderous intent erupted from his chest, and he raised his fist and met Stanley in another airborne clash.
Stanley tried to use the recoil to twist away and make a break for the Elixir of Immortality. However, Andrew did not even need to reset his footing—he pushed off the ground and shot upward.
In an instant, he vaulted above Stanley. Then, with brutal force, he drove his knee down toward him. At the same time, he grabbed the last remaining wooden pillar in the ruined pavilion and yanked it free.
With a sickening thud, he slammed it against Stanley's head.
Blood sprayed in every direction as the pillar exploded into splinters, and Stanley's spine snapped under the crushing impact of Andrew's knee. He coughed up a thick stream of dark, almost black blood before crashing hard into the ruined pavilion, barely clinging to life.
"No!" Stanley let out a desperate, ragged scream—a dying howl of disbelief and rage.