If word of this got out, it would be a massive blow to Matthias' reputation. With a sweep of his wide sleeves, Matthias' torn robes stiffened under a surge of force, turning hard as iron. He swung in a brutal arc, slamming toward Victoria.

Her slender body flipped back again and again to evade. However, each crushing blow from Matthias smashed through pillars and walls alike, reducing the cafeteria to rubble.

"Victoria, I'll help you finish this bald hypocrite!" Andrew roared, eyes bloodshot from the fight.

Repeatedly using the Inferno Strike had taken a massive toll on him. Moreover, the seal inside his body hovered just short of breaking a second layer, limiting how much energy he could draw from his core.

Using Heavenly-tier techniques like this was like forcing a low-powered engine to haul a luxury SUV. It might look impressive, but the motor could die at any moment.

In midair, Victoria coughed up a small mouthful of blood and slowed.

Matthias' killing intent flared as