Chapter 294
Luna White's eyes were locked onto the gleaming dagger, its tip mere inches from her throat. Shang Kaijie's twisted face loomed before her, the stench of blood clinging to him making her stomach churn.
"Five seconds..." she counted silently in her mind. Activating her supernatural ability required five seconds—five seconds that could mean death ten times over.
But she had no choice.
Today, it was either Shang Kaijie's death or hers. This demon had to die, even if it drained the last of her energy. The endless days under the influence of the energy serum, the humiliations under his threats—it all ended today.
"Die!" Luna lunged forward, her hands clamping onto Shang Kaijie's wrist like iron vices.
He sneered. "Is that all you've got?" With effortless ease, he switched hands, the dagger slicing through the air in a silver arc aimed straight for her heart.
At the last possible second, Maya White threw herself in front of her sister. The blade plunged deep into her palm, blood gushing forth.
"Sis!" Luna's vision blurred with rage.
Samuel Jackson, like a feral cub, leapt at Shang Kaijie, sinking his teeth into the man's leg. Shang Kaijie roared in pain and kicked the boy away. Samuel's small frame slammed into the wall, a trickle of blood escaping his lips.
Seizing the moment, Luna barreled into Shang Kaijie. They crashed to the floor, the shattering of dishes piercing the air. Shang Kaijie's skull struck the concrete, leaving him dazed.
"You bitch..." He struggled to rise.
The door burst open. Two armed thugs stormed in, their guns trained on the sisters.
Maya, her bleeding hand still raised, shielded Luna. "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
The gunshots exploded like thunder. Luna yanked her sister to the ground just as the windows shattered, glass raining around them. Miraculously, neither was hit.
Andrew Smith and Jayden Jiang charged in with reinforcements. Amid the chaos of the fight, Luna's heart shattered at the sight of Maya's nearly severed hand. Gritting her teeth, she pulled out silver needles, ignoring the risk of overexerting her ability as she worked to heal her sister.
By the time Andrew subdued the last attacker, Luna had collapsed, trembling violently, her lips tinged blue as if she'd been pulled from an icy abyss.
"Luna!" Andrew scooped her up and carried her to the inner room. He wrapped her tightly in his military coat, but her shivering didn't cease.
"Cold..." Her teeth chattered uncontrollably.
Without hesitation, Andrew unbuttoned his uniform and pressed her icy hands against his warm chest. Luna clung to his heat like a dying traveler desperate for water.
"Better?" His deep voice rumbled near her ear.
She gave a weak nod. Every time her ability was drained, only Andrew's warmth could revive her. This strange "side effect" left her both embarrassed and dependent.
"I can't... keep doing this..." Her voice was barely a whisper.
Andrew tightened his arms around her. "My warmth is always here for you."
Luna rested against his solid chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. In that moment, she realized she was no longer alone. Someone would take bullets for her. Someone would guard her with his life.
It felt... good.
Outside, Shang Kaijie lay bound in the corner, his venomous gaze fixed on the inner room as he snarled in frustration. But everyone knew—in this battle between life and death, evil had lost to justice.