Chapter 371 - 18: Christina (2)_2
Andrew was held tightly by Christina, unable to move! The strength of a dragon—yeah, you get it. Christina used him as if he were a shield, blocking in front of her. Whether he wanted to or not, he had no choice but to obediently stay in front of Christina.
This was simply being forced into a "hero saving the beauty" situation...
Andrew was already far from calm. No matter how good his composure as a conman was, cold sweat had started to bead on his forehead. His heart was pounding in his throat.
However, Andrejewitsch didn’t see it that way. From his perspective, there was something suicidal blocking his path to Christina. In a low, measured voice, he said: "I’ll give you ten seconds to think it over. Ten seconds. If you don’t move by then, I’ll take it as a challenge. Ten."
Andrew swallowed hard, frantically calculating his next move.
"Nine."
Christina kept clutching Andrew’s robe tightly, trembling slightly.
"Eight."
Andrejewitsch subtly lifted his leg and took a step forward. He smiled, his eyes fixed on Andrew, unrelenting.
"Seven."
Before the countdown even finished, Andrew spun around and launched a Fireball Technique at him!
If a fight was inevitable, then why wait for the other side to strike first? Andrew certainly wasn’t about to wait.