A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 17 Not Surrendering

The four men in black were only briefly stupefied before they returned to the fray with even more savagery.

Finnegan quickly avoided their attacks before stretching out his left foot to tap on one of the men’s calves. A crack echoed in the air, and that man collapsed onto the ground, grabbing his calf and crying out in agony.

Oscar’s gaze darkened.

He could fight in the same way Finnegan did, for he was trained under a master fighter.

However, he could not wrap his mind around how Finnegan, someone who was forced out of Jadeborough by Killian back then, could become a master in fighting as well.

While he was thinking about that, Finnegan had swept his leg in an arc and flipped the other three men onto the ground. In no time, Oscar was the only one left standing.

Oscar narrowed his eyes. “You’re talented, but unfortunately, you’ve met me.”

“Come on. Give it a try.”

Finnegan lifted his arm and beckoned Oscar to come.

The action, similar to the beckoning of a dog, infuriated Oscar. With an angry cry, he dashed toward Finnegan before lifting his leg up to swing it downward.

Not only did he want Finnegan to find out what pain was, but he also wanted Finnegan to kneel before him and beg for his forgiveness.

Yet, Finnegan suddenly raised his leg faster than Oscar did-higher, too-before slamming it down on Oscar’s shoulder. The sickening crack of the clavicle reverberated in the space, and Oscar fell to the ground in the position of a split. Cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead as pain, fear, and shock crashed into him like a tidal wave.

Why can’t I even withstand a blow from him?

“Who in the world are you?”

Instead of answering him, Finnegan spun on his feet to land a spinning kick on Oscar’s chest. Oscar flew backward. When he crashed to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood as two of his ribs broke.

However, Oscar still managed to not make any sound of pain.

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Finnegan and questioned, “What kind of power do you

downward at him. “You

his foot. Pain surged up his arm, and Oscar could not hold back

did not stop there. He proceeded to crush Oscar’s other hand and legs, rendering. him completely immobile.

when they saw the

for a

Oscar and say, “Tell Tristan when you go back that the Chomsky family has thirteen more days

Oscar after Finnegan was out of the alley. “Oscar, what

but hatred was in Oscar’s eyes. “Take me to

to the entrance of the alley. She had not gone. back to

but Mr. Larkin crippled him. So, who in the world is

moment of silence, an elderly man’s voice traveled out of the speaker. “Heed his words and do your best to sleep with him. You’ll find the answer when it’s time for you to know it, so don’t ask that

huffed, “Stupid Grandpa. Still, it looks like

“What’s going on?”

astounded when he saw how

teeth and replied, “Mr. Chomsky, we’ve underestimated Finnegan. I’m no match

Amber Realm fighter

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four realms-Ether Realm, Terra Realm, Enigma Realm, and Amber Realm. Furthermore, each realm had four ranks-Preliminary Rank, Intermediate

Thus, the thought of how Finnegan might be an Amber Realm. fighter of

fighters of Postliminary Rank

was he going

he’s going to be coming to Jadeborough to avenge me in a few days’ time. I’m sure he’ll be able to

and your senior, then. I’ll definitely. reward you handsomely after

Tristan hastily made arrangements

surgery.

at Wharf Street according to the rules and regulations. The compensation will start from twenty-three thousand for every square meter. We’ll use this to make Finnegan let down his guard

“Got it.”

woke as usual for breakfast outside.

the milk that Finnegan had yet to drink. After a few days of interaction, she had already grasped most of Finnegan’s character, so she was no longer as cautious as she was

his breath about how she really helped

men to halt their plans. He event got Tristan

meter.”