Chapter 1225 Trump Cards
- Wendell shot the others a toothy grin. His teeth were stained crimson with blood, and his voice was hoarse and fierce. "Come on! Keep going! I'll keep fighting as long as I'm breathing!"
- When the warrior raised his fist to strike Wendell, hasty footsteps echoed on the stairs.
- Then, a rough voice shouted, "D*mn it! Who's causing trouble on our territory?"