Chapter 954 Impudence
“Give up Jared now, Rayleigh, and for old times’ sake, I’d see to it that none of you would come to harm. Should you refuse, then don’t blame me for being ruthless,” Enoch issued his threat with steely eyes upon Rayleigh.
“Save your breath. There’s no way I’d hand Jared over to you,” replied an adamant Rayleigh.
“You’re literally courting death…”
Deeply incensed as well, the leader of the guardians stormed toward Rayleigh.
Awooo!
The blanched fur on its body erect, the white wolf lunged itself toward the guardian with its long fangs baring.
“Hmph! Stupid beast…” snorted Enoch before he swiped at the wolf with his open palm.
Dodging out of the way with its nimble body, the white wolf then went on to tear into Enoch’s shoulder with its keen claws.
Streaks of blood appeared, instantly setting the guardian’s eyes aflame.
“D*mned beast! I’m going to have you killed and your beast core extracted today!”
Tightening his fingers into a pair of fists, Enoch coalesced a blinding light around his knuckles. He then struck out at the white wolf in tandem with a ravaging hurricane stirring in his wake.
“Allow me to assist you, Enoch.”
Garadin, who was bitten by the wolf himself, went on to throw himself into the fray.
“Come on. Let’s get him together.”
Gesturing with a wave of his hand, Altan led the remaining two straight at Rayleigh.
Observing how the situation was unfolding, Josephine and Lizbeth acted in unison to step themselves in front of Rayleigh.
“Those two brats. Didn’t think they had it in them…”
When he saw Josephine and Lizbeth, Altan’s lips lifted into a smirk, and his face evoked a look of disdain.
With grim looks on their faces, the two women held their silence only to direct their own attacks at Altan.
“Such impudence.”
Raising his hand, Altan thrust out a palm that swatted Lizbeth away.
While Lizbeth’s body was still soaring in midair, she was caught firmly inside the fourth guardian, Catur’s, grasp.
Although Lizbeth and Josephine had received Rayleigh’s power, their lack of actual combat experience and capability did place them at a disadvantage, especially against these veteran Martial Arts Grandmasters.
Taking a deep breath while he held Lizbeth, a delicate whiff of fragrance slipped inside Catur’s nostrils.
“Mmm, that smells wonderful!” The fourth guardian’s eyes were aglow before he regarded Altan. “Such a brute you are, Altan. Where might you expect to find another pretty thing like this if you were to mess her up?”
Catur stroked Lizbeth’s chin with his fingers and evoked a licentious smirk on his face as he spoke, while the immobilized Lizbeth could only glare indignantly at Catur, subject to his mercy.
“Lizbeth!”
That scene had Rayleigh gnashing his teeth. “Get your hands off of Lizbeth! Let go of her!”
“Too late for that, Rayleigh. You had your chance just now, but the ship had sailed,” said Catur smugly.
“Lizbeth!” With sword in hand, Lyanna lunged at Catur in an attempt to free her own companion.
Little did she know that the slightest of movements from her would prompt a reaction from the fifth guardian, Quito, who slapped the weapon out of her hand with his palm before he reached out to drag her into his arms.
The gulf between her ability and theirs meant that Lyanna was utterly hapless to resist.
“Hahaha. One for you, and one for me, Quito. Let Altan and the others decide how they want to split the other two.”
Catur promptly broke into a boisterous guffaw when he saw Quito accolling Lyanna.
“In that case, don’t mind if I do!” sniggered Quito lasciviously as he ogled leerily at Lyanna inside of his grasp.
Lyanna, however, neither panicked nor offered up any measure of resistance. Instead, she regarded Quito with tender eyes and a coy expression. “You’re such a meanie, hurting me like this…”
Quito’s eyes glazed over when he saw Lyanna behaving that way. He started to grin foolishly to the point that he almost drooled.
“Aren’t you going to let go of me?” said Lyanna to Quito.
