Walter let out a sinister roar. "Andrew, go to hell!"

He leaped into the air, lifting both feet to unleash a barrage of kicks at Andrew.

Andrew raised both arms high, blocking each strike with heavy thuds. Walter's body shook violently as he flew backward, crashing directly through a distant table.

Scarlett shouted and forcefully inserted herself into the fight, facing Andrew head-on.

Andrew frowned, seeming to have eyes in the back of his head as he dodged Scarlett's attack while ducking low. Bradley's blade swept overhead with deadly intent, its sharp edge whistling through the air.

That brief moment gave Walter time to climb back to his feet and throw himself into the fight again. This time, Bradley abandoned his earlier patience. His blade hacked down repeatedly as he joined Scarlett and Walter in an all-out frontal assault to overwhelm Andrew.

Andrew retreated step after step, dragging the fight across the room.

"Walter, Ms. Driscoll, don't give him even a second to