She’d never once experienced her life force being affected by external factors, which flustered her. Isabella kept her eyes trained on Darius as she watched his every move. She refused to believe his attacks were flawless; there had to be a weak spot somewhere.

However, when she felt like she was onto something, something else caught her attention—someone was coming at her from behind while she was facing Darius.

She was sandwiched between them, and if she couldn’t get out of this, she’d die a horrible death. The pressure Darius was exerting on her would turn her into mush, much like she’d done to her victims in the past.

She raised her arms, turning one palm to face Darius and the other to face the person behind her, then released her life force. In that instant, she felt her breathing return to normal and relaxed. She sneered and looked at Darius mockingly.

“I thought you were a formidable opponent, but it looks like I was wrong. Is that all you’re capable of? You were running yo