Oh?
Diego flared with rages. "You ugly b*tch! How dare you speak like that to me? You must have a death wish!"
Diego exploded with internal energy as he drew his longsword.
Suddenly, intense energy filled the entire water dungeon.
"Olive!"
Khloris trembled at the sight, and panic flooded her senses. She could not help but call out to Olive, "Run, please! You're no match for him! Please go! Go!"
"Just remember to avenge me for the humiliation I faced today. You must remember, alright?'
Khloris was grateful that Olive had shown up at the most critical moment. Yet, with the situation at hand, there was no way Olive could get out alive if she stayed to battle with Diego.
After all, Khloris had taught Olive her sword skills. Of course, she knew the extent of her abilities, and there was no way she was a match for Diego at all.
Yet Olive seemed not to have heard Khloris at all. She remained rooted to the spot silently as she watched the energy explode from Diego's body with fierce determination in her eyes. "I do not wish to fight you, Diego. Let me leave with my master!"
"You're out of your mind, aren't you?"
Diego scoffed mockingly, casting her a condescending gaze. "What right do you have to say that to me? I'm warning you one last time—get out of here, or I'm not going to spare you!"
Olive let out a long exhale. She drew her sword, clutching its hilt.
Her master needed her right. She could not leave!
There was no way she would leave!
Diego knew what Olive was doing. When he saw her gripping her sword, a smirk appeared on his face.
"I gave you a chance, stupid kid, and you did not take it. So, don't fault me for this. I'm going to kill you and then have my fun with your beautiful master!" As his words rang through the air, Diego flashed with energy as he charged toward Olive!
The movement held 70 to 80 percent of Diego's energy. The longsword pierced through the air, constricting the atmosphere around it!
Olive's chest thudded in nervousness. However, she thought of her master and quickly restored her calmness.
"As long as I'm here today, you won't touch my master!"
Olive was such a silly girl. She was no match for Diego. Why did she not run?
Olive trembled at the sight of Diego's blow, fast as lightning. Her chest pounded with fear, but she could not dodge the impact and had no choice but to summon her internal energy to meet it.
Thump!
Their palms collided, emitting a dull rumble. Olive was sent stumbling several steps backward in the blink of an eye as her face paled!
Diego was the senior disciple and had ample internal energy. Of course, Olive was no match for him!
All Olive could feel was a heavy dullness in her chest. She steadied herself, glowering at Diego in shock and fury, indignance written all over her face.
Diego was powerful, indeed.
What should she do? Could he stand and watch him take advantage of her master?
"You don't know what you're messing with!"
Diego smirked. "You think you can save your master with your strength? Don't kid yourself, you stupid kid. I've had it out for you for a long time and was nice enough to give you one last warning to leave. Don't fault me for this."
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