Ignoring Sheena's struggles, Andrew said coldly, "No matter what, I won't leave you behind."

As he spoke, he flashed forward and launched a relentless assault on one of the sword retainers.

Onyx's robes billowed as his sword moved in a dense, defensive pattern. Under Andrew's fierce attack, blood flew freely, and his arm sustained several deep wounds where bone was visible.

He bore a massive crimson handprint on his chest and felt his throat go dry.

"To break through my sword net in your condition… even in death, you can be proud of that," he gritted out, a mix of anger and shaken respect in his voice.

He raised his sword and poured all his strength into a decisive strike against Andrew.

Andrew's figure blurred into afterimages as he evaded, while explosions tore through the ground behind him.

Onyx's blade, amplified by his energy, manifested a phantom greatsword over five meters long that shattered everything in its path.

Andrew roared, his face contorted with fero