Andrew chuckled, finding her words utterly lame. "You always say that, but you don't even know when 'someday' will be, do you?"

Aspen froze, her face flushing red. Of course, she refused to admit defeat out loud, but deep down, she was suffocating with the realization that there might never be a 'someday'. Even if there was, she could not see a single shred of hope that she would ever turn the tables on Andrew.

Right now, his power was so overwhelming that it seemed impossible for her to reach the same level. Moreover, it was not just his insane combat skills—it was the way he toyed with people, the way he always had control, that truly made her shudder.

Andrew's smile faded, and his tone turned serious. "You're familiar with Blumedale, right?"

Aspen was caught off guard but reluctantly answered, "Bridgefields is right next to Blumedale. I basically grew up there, so yeah, I know it well."

Andrew nodded. "Good. Pack up—you're heading there soon."

Aspen's eyes widened. "You'