Alfredo's face twisted with rage as he roared again and again.

A torrential force surged against Andrew's wrist, yet Andrew remained perfectly calm and unmoving, simply watching him.

Alfredo was horrified; this was impossible!

With a sharp whistle of air, he swept a leg toward Andrew. Without even looking, Andrew dropped his shoulder and slammed it forward.

Alfredo instantly felt as if half his leg was about to shatter. He screamed, "You bastard!"

Abandoning the attempt to draw his sword,