Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 2583

Shiloh clenched her fists and opened her eyes, looking at the sleeping Andrew. A cold glint flashed briefly in her gaze. She wanted to rush over and strangle him to protect her honor.

Yet as soon as she moved, a wave of intense soreness washed over her. This kind of exhaustion was something she had not felt in a long time. Even after being hunted by the entire martial world of the Eastern Regions and fighting for three days and nights without rest, she had never felt this drained.

She glanced around, hoping to find something to cover herself with. However, there was nothing except torn scraps of fabric.

'That bastard!' Shiloh cursed him angrily in her heart.

Against her will, memories of what happened earlier flooded back. Her flawless face instantly flushed a deep red, and the blush spread down to her neck. Just the thought of that powerless feeling, as if she were at the mercy of a storm, made her bow her head in shame.

"Don't think about it. Don't think about anything. Once my strength returns, I'll kill this man immediately and leave Swordhaven Keep. And where is Godslayer? I need to take that divine sword with me, too," she whispered to herself.

She forced herself to sit cross-legged by the water's edge and closed her eyes, focusing on recovering her internal energy and physical stamina.

Meanwhile, Andrew drifted in a confused haze, unsure of where he was or how much time had passed. Finally, his own consciousness began to return, and he gradually regained control of his body.

He tried to circulate the energy in his core and found the violent Blood Pith energy had been completely refined. The feeling of agonizing expansion was gone, replaced by a general bodily soreness and a newfound, unprecedented sense of power latent in his meridians and muscles.

This surge of strength allowed him to sit up effortlessly. He opened his eyes and looked at his hands, a look of disbelief on his face. His physical toughness and raw power seemed to have increased by more than a level.

Even though the final seal on his energy core showed no signs of breaking, he could still feel that his overall strength had risen significantly. He looked down at his chest, where the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon mark rested quietly on his skin.

As he focused his mind, the fearsome dragon's head began to glow. First, the horns lit up, then the eyes, and the light spread downward.

Andrew drew a sharp, quiet breath. "It's so close to being fully lit. Just the final section remains… It seems the unfamiliar power in my meridians must come from this family mark."

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