Ambrose's knuckles were in fact sore and numb. He could hardly use any power. The only reason he could move right now was because of the anger he felt.

"Ambrose…" Heather yelled. Her exquisite face looked worried. 'Both of us are poisoned. There's no way we could defeat Yusof,' she thought.

She realized she could not stop Ambrose. While in shock, she remembered something and quickly whistled at the sky.

"Phweeee!" The clear whistle sound reached the sky.

The guards had no idea what Heather w