บท 10: Who’s the bug here, 3rd sister?
"Respect? Do you deserve it?"
His words directly made her choke on her next words.
She was really infuriated with him and threatened.
"So it's like this... then it's our duty to instill manners into your thick brain, isn't it?"
"Are you capable enough to do that?"
"I will allow you to lick my feet if you beg right now."
Oliver directly provoked her. The one thing he was good at was provoking others, with an arrogant laugh he look at her as if he was looking at an insect.
Sure enough his sharp words had an effect as multiple veins popped on her forehead.
Since her birth till now, she had never been looked down upon by anyone. Nor anyone had ever dared to speak to her in this manner.
Such trash talk was really getting to her.
This guy seemed to have forgotten the beating they had given him some time ago.
"Good good!"
She roared.
She could not hold it any longer and lunged at him, her fingers curling into a fist.
She was going to use her strength to subdue him now.
Despite her tender age and weak frame, the presence of abundant espera in her body automatically had enhanced her powers.
So her punch carried a strong force behind it and it was enough to hospitalize a normal adult male for several months.
She really intended to cripple Oliver this time for good!
What about the elder's warnings before the hunt?
That she did not care about too much since all the warning that the elder had given were about not killing each other in the demon hunt.
There were no rules that stated no mutual fights can occur between two or more participants.
There was also no guarantee that they cannot cripple each other either—although it was heavily frowned upon by the community.
But who was she? She was one of the main heirs of the clan.
She did not care about the consequences of her actions. Strength rules supreme.
He was a waste anyways, even if she crippled him to a vegetative state, no one would care too much.
She rushed up to him and swung her fist at his abdomen.
Oliver did not wait either, he was not careless this time around.
If he was bold and took her punch directly, he was bound to get hurt.
And he could not afford to take that risk given that Shane was also there with her.
Naturally he was at a disadvantage against two espera users with very little espera of his own.
Even if he took one of them by surprise like he did with the 2nd brother, the other one would be there to back up.
He was serious and did not hesitate to block the attack using his own fist.
He moved and threw a punch at her with a greater force.
Bang!
The two punches collided and a loud sound of bone hitting bone was produced.
"Agh-! You bastard-! How dare you!?"
The 3rd sister could not help but let out a painful groan as she felt the impact on her hand.
A look of shock appeared in her once proudful eyes as she found it hard to comprehend what was going on...
She actually was hurt by a trash...?
Oliver saw his chance as the 3rd sister recoiled from the force of his blow. He pressed his advantage, launching into a barrage of punches and kicks. His muscles strained with each strike, fueled by fire of revenge and adrenaline.
But the 3rd sister was no pushover. Despite the pain shooting through her hand, she fought back fiercely, channeling her espera into swift and precise attacks. Bolts of energy crackled around her fists as she aimed for Oliver's vulnerable spots.
She had long realized that they had severely underestimated this guy.
She didn't knew how but somehow this guy had managed to become this strong since the last time they saw him...
She was hit multiple times at various body parts and each hit from his fist felt as if someone was striking her with a hammer!
It was very painful.
Only she knew how hard it was for her to keep her balance using almost all of her espera.
She had never imagined being cornered so badly by a weakling—if that's what he was now.
She was not even given the time to properly think before he attacked her, he was really ruthless in his attacks.
She could tell at a glance that if she got a serious hit by him, she would directly have her bones broken.
He intended to cripple her back!
A burst of anger exploded in her heart when she realized this, she refused to be pushed back like this!
Their movements became a blur as they exchanged blows, each refusing to yield an inch. Oliver's strength was undeniable, but the 3rd sister's espera gave her speed and agility beyond that of a normal fighter.
Oliver for the first time realized the usefulness of espera.
He, who had superior strength than her in every aspect was being equally matched by her as she implied espera into her moves!
This was an eye-opener for him. It made him realize the difference between the physical exorcist and an exorcist with espera.
However, Oliver's thirst for revenge began to tip scales in his favor.
He slowly started to anticipate her moves, dodging her strikes and landing his own with increasing accuracy.
He intentionally hit her spots where she was the least guarded and slowly slowed her down.
"Agh-!"
She cried out in severe pain, she could feel her bones crack under the intense pressure. It was very painful.
With every punch, he felt the satisfaction of gaining ground against his opponent. It was addicting feeling as he felt his punches connect to her body.
The scene of her getting bruised by each of his punch overlapped with his memory of him getting beaten half to death.
Oliver aimed for a strong attack at her, intending to finish her off with it.
Bang!
Just as victory seemed within reach, a new presence entered the fray. Shane, the 3rd brother, stepped in between the two with a menacing grin. Oliver's expression crumbled slightly as he realized he was outnumbered once again.
He was so into fighting her that he even forgot about him for a second.
It was almost night by now as moon had started to appear in the sky...
Oliver quickly stepped back and made some distance between them in order to not get a surprise attack.
He could feel the strength of Shane's hand just a moment ago when he had interfered...
He was not weak!
Neither did he lack espera nor physical power.
Oliver relaxed his stance unzipped his bag.
He took out his rapier...
This was going to get bloody!
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