Ansel stood tall, his eyes fixed on the two dragons before him.Their scales glistened like gold and crimson in the dim light while their eyes burned with fierce intensity. He knew he was no match for them in physical strength, but he had his Qi energy to rely on."You think you can defeat us, human?" one dragon sneered, its voice like thunder. "We will crush you like the insignificant insect that you are."Ansel smiled grimly. "I've taken down one of your kind before. What makes you think I won't do it again?"The dragons laughed, their flames dancing with amusement. "You were lucky last time," the other dragon said. "This time, you will not be so fortunate."Ansel scoffed at their reply, wondering how the dragons could talk so clearly.It was a game after all and so he wasn't surprised.With a fierce cry, the dragons charged at Ansel, their claws swiping through the air with deadly precision. Ansel on the other hand was quick to dodge their attacks.But he knew he couldn't keep th

The door opened quietly and Clara entered, carefully carrying a large cart filled with an impressive variety of dishes. She had a huge grin on her face as she walked.Though seeing Ansel smile playfully with Angelina made her heart hurt, she masked it up with a grin.Ansel and Angelina spared her no glance and they continued with their discussions.While Clara was arranging, she made sure to stay so close to Angelina.Clara's eyebrows furrowed, her gaze fixed on Angelina's expensive-looking dress.The sight of the outfit only fueled the rising tide of her discontent."Can I get some extra sugar in my tea?" Angelina asked innocently, even going as far as having a polite smile on her face.Clara replied with a nod and dropped some cubes of sugar gently in the tea.While dropping some in the tea, a cube of sugar fell to the ground and she released a loud gasp."I am so sorry for this. I'll get it cleaned immediately." Clara apologized and then squatted down to pick up the cube.Clara cl

Ansel watched as Clara tried breaking free from the guards grip.The guards' actions were swift and merciless, their hands closing around Clara's wrists with a grip of iron.She struggled against their relentless grasp, but to no avail as her legs flailed helplessly, her body pulled along the floor in a futile attempt to resist.As the door swung shut behind the guards, a contemplative silence descended upon the room. Atticus turned his thoughts inward, deliberating over how best to salvage the evening and ease the tension."As compensation for the unfortunate incident that has ruined your day, I will have fresh dishes prepared for you. Please feel free to order anything you desire, as your meal will be my gift," he stated, his expression conveying a sense of genuine regret.As Atticus turned to face Angelina, his posture shifted to one of supplication, his tone remorseful. "Please accept my deepest apologies, ma'am. I am disappointed that such an event occurred on my premises. As a

"Oh, this is serious," Ansel feigned concern, his voice dripping with dramatic overtones as he squatted down next to the old woman. "Let me take a closer look, dear grandmother. But be warned, the healing process may cause a great deal of pain." It wasn't swollen which only meant she was completely fine. They had been in the traffic for what he assumed to be three minutes. If her knees were indeed broken then he would be able to see a broken or dislocated joint. She had none of the symptoms and Ansel was able to see through her lies. However, He decided to play along. This woman was probably one of those people who scammed innocent strangers of their money. The old woman's facade of weakness melted away as her mask of irritation and entitlement slipped into place. She spat out her words with venom, her eyes sharp as blades as she glared at Ansel. "Keep your hands to yourself, boy! I will not accept treatment from the likes of you. And don't think for a moment that I can't tell

Inside a private building in another city.Ansel stood facing a large screen with a man about the same age as him. The two of them stared at the screen with intense concentration, their eyes fixed on the display. The two men shared a furrowed brow and their faces creased with concern and attention. Sebastian's face fell into a deep frown as he turned to Ansel, his voice heavy with concern. "Your sister has a unique illness that's not been seen in anyone else in the world. And the government won't lift a finger to help since it's not widespread. It's maddening! They will treat her like her illness doesn't matter if they get to find out." Sebastian let out a long breath after as he delved deeper into the digital files before them. "There was a similar case thirty years ago. It was called 'the sickness of the unknown,' and the person died from it. So there's a chance that your sister's condition could be more fatal than we think. This is alarming, Ansel.”Ansel took a closer look at t