Chapter 910:
He couldnât understand why. Whether it was Kellan or anyone else, they were all as insignificant as ants, yet Allison chose to protect them.
It was so ironic.
But Verruckt couldnât bring himself to laugh.
Because deep down, he knew he was no better than those ants in Allisonâs heart.
Allison kept repeating words that irritated Verruckt.
âEach one of them means a lot to me.â
She remembered something Kellan had once said to her years ago: âYouâre worth it, Miss Clarke.â
That statement had left a strong impact on Allison. It was why she decided to stay, ensuring everyone elseâs safe evacuation before facing what was to come.
She wasnât in this fight alone.
âThereâs nothing more to discuss between us,â Allison said, locking her gaze with Verruckt.
She showed no fear, only fierce determination to meet her fate with him.
For a brief moment, Verruckt thought he saw the Allison in front of him blend with the young girl from the island, years ago.
Latest novels at gⱯlnÏνeðsâ¤cøm
Back then, she had always fought back against the researchers.
And now, she was fighting against him.
Verrucktâs crimson eyes flickered, burning with intensity.
âVery well, watch closely as I destroy you and ensure their end.â
He would not allow Allison to escape again. Even if it meant descending into hell, he would go with her.
The moment the words left his lips, both Allison and Verruckt launched their attacks simultaneously.
Bang!
Their strikes hit hard, their movements so fast they seemed to leave traces behind.
Allison realized her only real chance was speed. She couldnât overpower him, so her only hope was to be quicker.
She shot past Verruckt, jumping high to land a fierce spinning kick.
âIs that all youâve got?â Verruckt taunted, blocking her kick with his arm.
But Allison had anticipated his move. She quickly drew a dagger and drove it into his arm.
Thud!
The blade sank into his flesh, and blood poured out. Verrucktâs face went pale as he grunted in pain and threw Allison aside.
Blood splattered in the air.
âCome on, try again!â Verruckt challenged, his voice cold.
.
.
.