Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1217

The bald man, Ellis, was not some no-name street thug—he was well-known in Blumedale. Among Mosby's apprentices, he was one of the rare few with zero talent in medicine but exceptional prowess in martial arts.

Insiders knew the truth—Mosby had not taken Ellis in to pass on his medical legacy or help heal the sick. He wanted muscle, someone who could handle the dirty work behind closed doors.

The whispers began almost instantly among the growing crowd. "This is bad. That's Mosby's third apprentice—trained under the monks at Silverthorn Monastery. I heard he's so powerful he can crack stone with his bare hands."

Another chimed in, "Genesis Dispensary isn't the kind of place you just stroll into looking for trouble. That young guy's finished."

"Well… I don't know. Judging from what I saw earlier, the guy's no amateur either."

"Amateur? My ass. Ellis doesn't hold back. People have died under his fists before. That punk's either going to be crippled or dead in minutes..."

More and more onlookers gathered outside Genesis Dispensary, drawn by the tension.

Most watched Andrew with mocking eyes and thinly veiled schadenfreude, certain he was out of his depth. To them, anyone crazy enough to pick a fight with Genesis Dispensary must have had a death wish.

Janice clutched Andrew's arm in fear. "Andrew, please, you can't fight him! Ellis is not someone we can mess with! Even Grandpa always told me—we have to endure. Let's just leave while we still can!"

Andrew understood where she was coming from—she was timid and cautious, and with good reason.

Genesis Dispensary was not just backed by Mosby; Mosby himself was treated like a living legend in the city.

Ronan, by contrast, was just a humble healer who relied on skill and hard work to survive. Compared to someone like Mosby, who used medicine to cozy up to the elite, Ronan did not stand a chance in a power struggle.

However, Andrew's expression remained calm. "Janice, I gave you my word. I said I'd make things right for your grandpa and Oak Apothecary—and I will."