Gabriel didn't dodge. He moved closer instead, startling everyone who was watching.
Andrew's weapon was incredibly powerful, and Gabriel had witnessed its destructive potential. So why would he risk his life?
"Gabriel…" Sophie called out, her voice laced with anxiety.
"Should we do something?" A deep frown appeared on Ragnarok99's face.
Right at that moment, Anna's firm voice echoed.
'No, don't do anything… if you interfere now, you'll only get in the way of Master. Let him finish what he started.'
There was hesitation on some of their faces, but they could only watch, knowing the huntress was right.
Gabriel stepped into the thrust, chest twisting sideways. The blade skimmed his ribs instead of piercing through, shearing off another strip of existence. Pain flared white-hot.
But he was already inside Andrew's reach now.
He grabbed Andrew's wrist with both hands.
He'd been targeting that arm from the start.
Now he used everything.
"Iron Skin!"
