Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 2974

As Dragonfang's members walked out of the gateway tunnel, two rows of soldiers had their gun barrels pointed straight at them.

Behind the soldiers, the Ludendorff family's elite fighters all placed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Prescott looked completely relaxed and laughed heartily. "Hey, what's this? What are you all doing? This is no way to welcome guests. Put those down!"

Seeing the ugly expressions on Dragonfang's faces, Garal nodded inwardly. It seemed the infamous Dragonfang was truly cornered and reduced to a state of desperation.

He raised his hand, and only then did Abyss City's soldiers lower their weapons.

Prescott stepped forward and bowed politely toward Nyx. "Miss, welcome to the lands of the Ludendorff family."

Nyx said coldly, "We need a place to rest and medical supplies. Our team members can barely hold on. Would you be so kind as to accommodate us?"

Prescott smiled warmly. "Miss, you're too formal. Right now, the Cathedral is running wild across the Outlands. We're all victims here. Medical supplies and a place to rest aren't problems at all. However…"

He stared at Nyx, deliberately drawing out his words with a playful expression.

Nyx looked at him coldly without speaking.

Prescott's eyes shifted to Andrew, and he said with great interest, "This young man must be Andrew Lloyd, the one who's been causing quite a stir in the Outlands recently, right?"

Andrew's face was pale, and his shirt was soaked with blood. After coughing twice, he said weakly, "Sir, is there something you wanted to say?"

Prescott's smile grew wider as he stepped forward. "Oh my, your injuries are quite serious indeed. Especially that wound on your chest… The Cathedral's people really went for it, huh? That's absolutely vicious. It's not far from your heart at all."

With that, he suddenly moved, wrapping his arm around Andrew's neck and locking him in a tight hold.

With Prescott choking his throat, Andrew began to struggle for breath, his face turning bright red.

Winking at Nyx, Prescott felt extremely pleased with himself. Then, he watched as Dragonfang's people limped away.

Garal immediately asked, "So? What do you think?"

The smile vanished from Prescott's face, replaced by contempt. "I already checked him out just now. He's barely hanging on as his injuries are seriously severe. If I wanted to, I could even shatter his heart meridians with a single palm strike!"

Garal nodded. With Prescott saying this, he felt reassured.

Prescott's sudden move earlier was exactly to see whether Andrew was playing tricks. From the looks of it now, Andrew really had nowhere else to go and came to Abyss City out of desperation.

After a pause, Garal said, "Andrew must die. He killed Marshall, and the family must reclaim that honor!"

Prescott snorted coldly. "Of course, he has to die. But for me, it's not because of that waste, Marshall. It's because of how Nyx looks at him in a way that really pisses me off."