Victoria's expression suddenly turned feral, like a lioness ready to strike. "Miles, Liliana… Get behind me. Even if I die today, I will make sure you walk away unharmed. Andrew, I give you my word. I won't let anything happen to you here."

Seeing the resolve in her eyes, Andrew felt a sudden rush of dread. "Victoria, you don't have to…"

She raised a hand, cutting him off. "Foolish boy, there's nothing more to say. I brought you here today, never expecting betrayal from the one I thought least capable of it. I misjudged him, and for that, I'm sorry. But believe me… These dogs, even together, are nothing to me."

A wave of icy killing intent surged from her body, filling the room like a winter storm. Matthias, the so-called number one martial artist in Gabo Creek, frowned and stepped back again.

He raised his voice toward the Driscoll side. "Ms. Driscoll, Mr. Burke… be careful. Victoria's Silent Nine strikes are not to be underestimated."

Victoria smirked, her hair lifting slig