Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 2973

Prescott said coldly, "Uncle Garal, do you think I don't know how formidable Nyx is? If I dare let them in, it means I have complete confidence in my ability to handle them. Every single member of Dragonfang is a top-tier fighter. If we use them properly, they'll be a tremendous asset in defending Abyss City.

"The Cathedral's main army will be attacking soon. When that happens, we can have Dragonfang's people lead the charge for us. If nothing else, they should at least wear down half of the Cathedral's forces."

Garal still shook his head. "Prescott, you're thinking too simply. Dragonfang's people aren't idiots. Why would they work for you?"

Prescott let out a cold laugh. He drained his wine in one gulp, and his eyes flashed with contempt.

"Why? Because of my supreme power, of course. No matter how strong Dragonfang's people are, they can't be stronger than you and me combined, right? Besides, we have plenty of our own people in Abyss City. With just a few of them, how much trouble could Dragonfang really cause?"

He continued, "What's more, Andrew's identity has already been exposed, hasn't it? He's Reginald's son. As long as I control him, I won't have to worry about the rest of Dragonfang falling in line."

This time, Garal stayed silent and clearly hesitated.

Prescott spoke with calm certainty, as if everything was already planned.

He said, "Let them in. Dragonfang may be a first-rate force, but without Reginald, they're nothing special. At most, Nyx will be somewhat troublesome, but I can handle her. Besides, when things really get out of control, I'm sure you can kill the rest of Dragonfang's members. You saw how pathetic these people look right now.

"Especially Andrew… He's got some skills, but under the constant attacks from the Cathedral's squads… Look at him now, running like a beaten dog."

Garal let out a long breath and looked down at the city below again. He could see Dragonfang's people had been pushed to the brink. If it were not for Nyx's prowess and Petra trading injuries blow for blow and charging recklessly forward, Dragonfang would have already lost people.

The other two members of Dragonfang, Franz and Knox, had already lost their fighting capability. They were being protected in the center, quietly awaiting death.

"Fine, open the gates and let them in!"

Garal made his decision and said in a deep voice, "But Prescott, these people must be kept under control at all times. You know what I need… Anything can go wrong, but Abyss City absolutely cannot fall."

Prescott looked completely unconcerned and waved his hand. "Don't worry. I'll handle keeping Dragonfang in check!"

He smiled, his expression cruel. "These people seem to revolve around Andrew as their core. Even Nyx cares so much about him, risking her own safety multiple times to save him. Clearly, Reginald instructed them to protect this useless waste."

Andrew urged them on. "Hurry up! Garal is about to come over. I need to appear weak so he sees I'm in bad shape."

Nyx pressed her lips together, and the dagger flashed in a clean arc. In the next second, a deep gash appeared on Andrew's chest, and blood poured out.

When they emerged from the dark passage, Garal and Prescott were already waiting ahead with Abyss City's strongest fighters lined up. From their formation, it was clear that if talks failed, they would strike immediately.

Andrew knew the time had come for him to perform. Whether his carefully planned act of self-sacrifice succeeded or failed would be decided at this moment.

Beside him, Nyx somehow slipped her delicate hand into Andrew's and held it tight. Then, she whispered in Andrew's ear, "Thank you for everything."

Andrew grinned through the pain. This gorgeous woman had clearly fallen into his hands, and it felt damn good!

All the trouble and all the slashes he had suffered were worth it.