With two clean ps, Shiloh sent Walter flying across the ring. She dashed forward two steps andunched into the air, delivering a powerful spinning kick.


    Walter went soaring like nothing, crashing back onto the upper bleachers. The same ce he had leaped from like some righteous hawk. The thuds and crashing sounds echoing from above left no doubt. The Driscoll family''s Shadow Division leader had been wrecked badly.


    Shiloh casually strolled back to Andrew, dusting her hands off like she had just finished a chore. She asked, "You good?"


    Andrew gave a wry smile. "I''m fine. What about you?"


    Shiloh''s face was calm and cool. "What could happen to me? If you''re fine, let''s go. I''m starving."


    Andrew''s mouth twitched. "Shiloh, were you using your full strength just now?"


    She tilted her head, looking genuinely confused. "I honestly don''t know. It just feels like no matter who I''m up against, I''m never afraid. It feels like I can always handle it. But sometimes it depends on my mood. If I''m in a bad one, I can''t really perform."


    Her answer did not surprise Andrew. Her memory loss had caused gaps in her martial path, making her powers unpredictable. However, in certain situations, when she was in the right mood or when something triggered her, her true strength could erupt.


    In other words, Shiloh might very well be a walking nuclear warhead.


    Andrew had already suspected as much back in Jayrodale, but the only issue was that this nuke was not always stable.


    Joe finally snapped back to reality and locked his gaze on Shiloh. "What you entered just now was the highest state of Torasesy''s martial arts, right? Flowing like water, aligning with nature wasn''t it?"


    Shiloh did not even look at him. She muttered, "I have no idea what you''re talking about."


    Joe''s face turned red. "I''ve never seen anyone reach such a level in martial arts. Ma''am, may I ask your name?"


    Shiloh''s face twitched in annoyance, and she pped him across the face hard.


    "Ma''am? Are you calling me old? Do you hear yourself? Who talks like that? Andrew, let''s go already. This Driscoll guy? What a joke. I don''t like the way he talks at all."


    She huffed, stomping in frustration.


    Joe stood there, holding his face in shock. The proud heir of the Driscoll family was spoiled, praised, and


    revered since childhood, and


    Yet he had


    just been pped across the face.


    It did not hurt that much, but it stung his pride like acid. He red at Shiloh in


    frustration, but oddly, he could not bring himself to retaliate.


    Instead, he just stood there, sulking. He could not understand why they could not


    just talk nicely. Hitting his handsome face was going a bit too far.


    However, Liliana and Gary had no intention of letting it go.


    "Who do you think you are?!" Liliana snapped.


    "You''ve got some nerve,ying hands on Mr. Driscoll!" Gary added.


    "You brat! Do you even know what you''re doing? You''re ying with fire!"


    Shiloh rolled her eyes,pletely unbothered. She jumped off the ring and strutted out of the club like she owned the ce.


    Andrew called for Lauren and quickly followed her. He could not help but realize something depressing: Shiloh had just stolen his thunder.


    Lauren whispered, "Honey, Shiloh''s insane. Even Walter isn''t her match. Goodness, Andrew... do you think she''s like, some hidden master? One of those that could walk on Water type?"


    Andrew shrugged. "Honestly? It wouldn''t surprise me. But hey, don''t forget. I beat Joe."


    Lauren grinned. "Sure, you did. But that was before Shiloh stepped in. Now that she''s shown her moves... well, you were a little overshadowed."


    "Wait—what? You really think so?"