Andrew ignored Luna completely.

Now that Maurice was no longer a threat, he pressed both hands firmly against Victoria's back. The energy from his core surged recklessly, pouring into her without restraint.

In an instant, Victoria's body jolted, and thick clouds of steam rose from her back.

Luna's voice was sharp with anger. "Andrew, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid of dragging yourself into a point of no return?"

Even she was rattled by the way Andrew was recklessly channeling his energy. It was a move that could very well cost him his life, and no one knew if it would even save Victoria.

Nonetheless, one thing was certain: Andrew would be severely injured.

The energy that martial artists cultivated was not limitless. Once pushed beyond its limit, the mild consequence was a fall in skill level. The severe consequence was permanent damage that would halt all future progress.

Andrew's face contorted in agony, but his voice remained calm. "Ms. Phelan, if you have the