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CHAPTER 50
~Valerie's POV~
When the whistle blew again, Ace didn't talk; he just attacked. He was faster than Ash, and his attacks were more precise, cleaner and sharper than his brother's.
Of course, less showy as well and more strategic.
Although he looked like the playful king and less serious, I could feel it in every strike he took towards me.
He meant business, and his killing intent was top-notch.
I barely blocked the first three hits before he pivoted behind me, grabbed my waist, and tried to pin me to the floor.
Tried.
I dropped low and used my heel to sweep his foot out. He stumbled, but recovered fast, locking an arm around my neck.
I twisted inside the grip, jabbed my elbow into his ribs, then headbutted him backward.
"Seriously?" he groaned, staggering.
"I warned you."
