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    In a fierce close-quarters fight without weapons, Adide uses her partially transformed fists glowing with a silver-blue light to relentlessly batter Ampelio. Shends a series of precise punches, leaving him defenseless, and then executes a powerful knee strike to his chin, a move Ampelio himself had nned to use but couldn’t due tock of space. The strike catches Ampelio off guard, knocking him to the ground, humiliated and struggling to recover while the Royal Guard rushes to his aid. Although Ellen and Anilo had put up decent fights against Adide, Ampelio’s defeat is far more crushing, underscoring her dominance and his own conflicted feelings of humiliation.


    After the fight, Adide announces that Paisley will be the new training instructor,manding respect from the gathered soldiers. When a skeptical voice questions Paisley’s qualifications, she immediately challenges Adide to a sparring match. Their intense, fast-paced duelsts three minutes, with neither gaining a clear advantage. Their skill and power stun the onlookers, who realize how much they had underestimated both women. Ulrik, watching the fight, feels regret over his past arrogance and mistreatment of Adide, recognizing her exceptional talent and the loss he has suffered.


    Following the sparring, Ellen and Anilo respectfully salute Paisley, eager to ept her as their instructor. Ampelio hesitates but tries to join in, showing his desire to improve despite his earlier defeat. Adide exins that Paisley is selective about taking students and is primarily focused on helping them develop theirbat skills. Ellen firmly asserts theirmitment to growth as members of the Ironthorn Guard, leading Paisley to soften and agree to train them, while dismissing the others. The chapter closes with a sense of renewed determination among the soldiers under Paisley’s guidance.Continue Regr Chapter Reading Below


    From a Third-Person Perspective


    In the heat of close-quartersbat, with no weapons in sight, Adide’s partially transformed fists were her deadliest weapons. A faint silver-blue glow shimmered along her knuckles, quietly charged and ready to strike.


    She struck first with a sharp punch to Ampelio’s chin, followed swiftly by another blow to his cheek, and then a third thatnded squarely on his head.


    Ampelio was left almost defenseless.


    Adide’s speed was nothing short of astonishing. He could only raise his arms in a desperate attempt to shield himself, wildly iling to block the relentless barrage. Each hitnded with brutal precision, and he was being thoroughly battered.


    Standing to the side, Paisley counted out loud, her voice clear and steady, “Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven…”


    At the forty-eighth second, Adide used both fists to pry open Ampelio’s guarding arms. Seizing the narrow opening, she lifted her leg high, bringing her knee level with her torso, and delivered a perfectly targeted kick to his chin.


    This was the very move Ampelio had intended to use himself.


    He had needed space to execute it properly, but Adide managed to pull it off smoothly at point-nk range. The move, flexible and fluid, carried immense force.


    Ampelio was caughtpletely off guard. He was thrown backward,nding hard on the ground, struggling to rise.


    Members of the Royal Guard hurried over to assist him. Looking up at Adide, his eyes burned with a mix of pain and bitter resentment.


    Ellen and Anilo had eachsted over forty seconds against Adide, engaging in genuine exchanges with her.


    Though Adide clearly dominated, those bouts had been true sparring matches.


    His own turn, however, had been nothing but a humiliating thrashing, leaving him no chance to retaliate.


    He was well aware that his skills surpassed those of Ellen and Anilo. The only reason for this crushing defeat was that Adide had gone easy on them.


    With Ampelio, while she restrained herself enough not to knock him out immediately, she made sure he endured a harsh, painful beating.


    In that moment, Ampelio wrestled with conflicting emotions—was he humbled or simply humiliated?


    After all, he hadsted forty-eight seconds—one second longer than Ellen. If no one had witnessed hisplete rout, he might have imed a narrow victory over Ellen and Anilo.


    But such thoughts were nothing more than wishful fantasy.


    Adide casually flicked her sleeve and walked over to Paisley, addressing everyone gathered. “From now on, Paisley will be your training instructor. Make sure you show her the respect she deserves.”


    A voice muttered from the crowd, barely audible, “How good is she really? Is she even qualified to teach us?”


    Paisley’s lips curled into a smirk before she suddenly lunged at Adide.


    Adide reacted instantly, stepping aside to avoid the attack and grabbing Paisley’s arm to pull her back. Using the momentum, Paisley flipped gracefully through the air, breaking free from Adide’s grasp.


    For a solid three minutes, the two women sparred fiercely, neither gaining a clear upper hand.


    Their movements were so swift that the onlookers could barely track them. All that could be heard was the sharp whoosh of air disced by their fists and feet.


    Several times, Paisley’s kicks struck the nearby stone bs, shattering the thick stone instantly.


    The crowd was left stunned by the disy of power and skill.


    Watching the two women fight, the men suddenly realized how hollow their earlier judgments had been.


    In light of Adide and Paisley’s true prowess, Adide could have easily taken down all of them within seconds.


    Finally, the two fighters simultaneously broke apart, stepping back a few paces.


    Despite the intensity of their exchange, their hair was only slightly tousled, and their breathing remained calm and controlled.


    Ulrik observed the sparring with aplex knot tightening in his stomach.


    He had witnessed both Adide and Paisley fight on the Southern Border, wherebat was raw and focused on sheer strength, agility, and reflexes.


    But this current disy was different—imbued with genuine martial artistry,bining speed, precision, and powerful athleticism.


    Suddenly, he felt a deep pang of regret, realizing that a woman like Adide was a rare treasure he had foolishly lost.


    He recalled the arrogant, hurtful words he had spoken to her upon returning from deployment.


    His face burned with shame at the memory.


    He couldn’t understand how he had had the nerve to say those things, or what had possessed him to act so thoughtlessly.


    Ellen was the first to break the silence. He stepped forward and saluted Paisley with respect. “Recruit Ellen, honored to meet you, Teacher Paisley!”


    After a brief moment of stunned realization, Anilo quickly followed suit, calling out, “Recruit Anilo! Hello, Teacher Paisley!”


    Both men were genuinely eager to have Paisley as their instructor, not merely as a casual trainer.


    Ampelio lingered hesitantly on the sidelines before stammering, “So…”


    Adide replied calmly, “If you truly want to be her disciple, you’ll have to see if Paisley epts you. She doesn’t take just anyone. She’s here mainly to help you improve your fighting skills. For now, you can simply call her ‘Coach.’”


    “No way!” Ellen responded immediately, his voice firm and resolute. “We’re from the Ironthorn Guard. We need constant improvement to handle our missions and advance in our careers.”


    Paisley hadn’t nned to take formal students, but seeing Ellen and Anilo’s sincere attitude, she softened a little. “The rest of you can forget it, but since you two have already…”


    Before she could finish, Ampelio jumped in, trying to keep up, “Recruit Ampelio, good to meet you, Teacher Paisley!”Conclusion


    The chapter closes on a powerful note of transformation and realization. Adide’s undeniable strength and skill not only establish her dominance but also challenge the pride and preconceptions of those around her. Through the intense sparring and the reactions it evokes, the characters confront their own limitations and the need for genuine growth, setting aside ego in favor of respect and learning. The emotional undercurrents, especially Ulrik’s quiet remorse, add depth to the narrative, revealing how past mistakes and misunderstandings weigh heavily even amid moments of triumph.


    Ultimately, this chapter highlights themes of humility, resilience, and the pursuit of excellence. The appointment of Paisley as the new instructor symbolizes a fresh start and the promise of improvement for the recruits, while the camaraderie and respect that begin to form among them hint at a stronger, more united future. It is a moment of reckoning and renewal, where strength is measured not just by physical prowess but also by the willingness to evolve and embrace change.What to Expect in Next Chapter?


    The next chapter promises to deepen the tension and dynamics within the group as Paisley steps into her new role as instructor. With her formidable skills on full disy, the recruits will undoubtedly face rigorous challenges that test not only their physical abilities but also their determination and respect for their new coach. The evolving rtionships between Adide, Paisley, and the recruits hint at shifting alliances and unspoken rivalries that couldplicate their training and missions ahead.


    Emotions will run high as characters like Ampelio wrestle with pride and humiliation, while others like Ellen and Anilo embrace the opportunity to grow under Paisley’s guidance. Meanwhile, Ulrik’s internal conflict and regret add ayer of personal drama that may influence future interactions. As the recruits strive to prove themselves worthy disciples, the bnce of power and trust within the group hangs in delicate suspense, setting the stage for unexpected developments and revtions.


    Sara Lili


    <strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.