C257 CHAPTER257

Boom! Thunderous true intents clashed midair, erupting into a resounding explosion. But how could Marcos Matthews's lesser true intent of lightning hold a candle to Jeff Parker's mastery? In the blink of an eye, Matthews's silver lightning was vanquished.

Puchi! Blood spurted from Matthews's mouth as he was flung back several meters, his face ashen with defeat. What the hell! Once again