Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2005

The standoff was tense.

Andrew did not move, and neither did Dante Fraser, but the air was far from calm.

Andrew could crush Franklin's skull in an instant, while Dante could unleash a storm of attacks just as quickly. Moreover, with over a dozen Special Ops agents plus gunmen surrounding them, it was clear Andrew was at a disadvantage.

If he had been reasonable, he would have stepped aside and let Special Ops take Franklin.

However, Andrew had already made it clear that he was not going to be reasonable. His eyes hardened, and he swung a kick straight toward Franklin's head.

"You're asking for death!" Dante roared as the muscles in his neck bulged.

A violent surge of wind gathered around his fist as he hammered it toward Andrew's head. If he followed through, Franklin would be crushed, but Andrew would also take a devastating blow.

Yet, to Dante's shock, Andrew's kick was just a feint, and his balance was not in that leg at all. Before he could react, Andrew crouched, twisted his waist, and spun, his leg whipping upward toward Dante's chin.

With a beast-like growl, Dante slammed his chin down to block the strike while driving both fists toward Andrew's temples.

Andrew smirked, his arms spreading outward with enough force to kill two elephants.

Dante grunted as his attack failed to land, and the next instant, Andrew's kick launched him high into the air. If not for his body being hardened to an inhuman level, his head might have been knocked clean off.

Dante hit the ground hard, stumbling back three steps, leaving deep pits under his boots before he steadied himself.

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