Arya's expression was cold as frost. The white holy sword in her hand lifted a massive pillar of sacred light and slashed down violently.

On the ground below, Andrew's expression was ice-cold. Storm energy swirled around Godslayer, and his aura surged wildly. With a single strike of his own, he met her attack head-on.

"Andrew, you devil, I told you I wouldn't let you continue growing stronger." Arya's face was sacred and solemn, devoid of any emotion. "As long as I am here, you'll never achiev