Joe clutched his chest and roared, "Walter, stand down!"

However, Walter completely ignored him, his eyes blazing with malicious intent that seemed almost tangible. His outstretched claws viciously grabbed toward Andrew's skull.

Andrew instantly turned around. The incoming aura stung his skin like icy needles but also sparked a wave of killing intent deep in his chest. He locked eyes with the charging Walter and was about to meet the blow head-on.

Suddenly, a small figure shot out in front of him.

A flying kick slammed into Walter's ribs, intercepting the attack mid-air.

Andrew blinked in surprise. "Shiloh?"

Shiloh's long hair, tied behind her head, floated as if caught in an unseen breeze. She said indifferently, "You're hurt. Rest for a bit. I'll deal with this shameless castrato."

In that moment, Shiloh's entire demeanor shifted, appearing cold, sharp, and ruthless. Her petite body launched into the air, soaring about five meters before closing the distance again.

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