They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 334: Brutal Fight

Two lean men stood at the entrance, armor dull and their posture relaxed, too relaxed. It was odd, considering they were guarding none other than the former king of Purlit and his entire family. But that was when the truth clicked in Abuchi’s mind.

"They don’t expect them to escape," he whispered under his breath. "They are overconfident."

John gave a tight nod. "Or arrogant. The new king knows his brother would not leave his family, even if he could."

And he was right.

Inside the damp, mold slick cells, the former king, disheveled but regal, still held his composure. He had long since discovered a hidden weakness in the dungeon wall, a possible escape route. But he never used it. Not without his wife. Not without Ruth.

Even now, chained beside them, his wife’s eyes remained fierce.

Abuchi clenched his fists at the sight of Ruth from a small window. Just hold on a little longer, he thought.

Still outside the dungeon, Abuchi paused. His eyes moved from John to Nnenna, and then to the thick iron door just ahead.

"We don’t know how many are in there," he muttered, voice low but steady. "Could be two... could be ten. I could not see any of the guards inside from that small window."

John nodded once, jaw clenched. "It won’t matter."

Normally, storming a dungeon unprepared would be reckless. If it were just him and John, they might not stand a chance. But they had Nnenna.

Nnenna, who had proven over and over in the forest that she wasn’t just smart, she was fast, intuitive, and unafraid. A force to be reckoned with.

Abuchi looked at her. "Ready?"

She did not speak. She just gave one sharp nod.

At his signal, the three of them rushed forward.

The guards guarding the door barely had time to react.

Abuchi ducked under a swinging club, driving his fist into one man’s ribs before grabbing him by the armor and slamming him into the wall.

John tackled another, using the element of surprise to flip him flat on his back and knock him unconscious with one clean blow.

The moment they kicked open the dungeon doors, chaos exploded.

It was not just a few guards like they expected, fifteen men stood ready, armed to the teeth.

Abuchi’s eyes widened for a second. "This wasn’t part of the plan," he muttered.

But there was no time to think.

"Now!" he shouted.

The three of them rushed in like a storm. Swords clashed. Fists flew.

Abuchi charged head on, catching the first guard with a heavy punch that echoed through the dungeon walls. The man went flying.

Another guard slashed at him with a blade, Abuchi ducked, elbowed him in the gut, and slammed his fist into the side of his face.

Two down. One more to go.

But the third was not so easy. He came at Abuchi fast and wild. Steel flashed, pain tore through Abuchi’s side. He gritted his teeth, ignored the blood, and with a growl, tackled the man to the ground, raining down punches until the guard stopped moving. Unconscious.

He stood, panting, clutching his bleeding ribs.

Not far from him, John was locked in his own battle.

One guard tried to stab him with a spear, John grabbed the shaft and yanked it free, turning it against the attacker. He spun, knocked out the first guard, and blocked a second attacker’s fist with his forearm. The pain shot through his arm like fire, but he didn’t stop.

He fought hard, quick, precise, brutal. Years of pain and silence behind every hit. He knocked the second guard out cold. The third came in with a sword.

John didn’t hesitate.

He took the cut, blood splattered, but his next move was clean and ruthless. A headbutt, a knee to the chest, and then a final punch to the jaw.

The guard dropped. Unconscious.

John stood up slowly, breathing hard, blood dripping down his side, face grim but victorious.

They had won their fights.

But this was just the beginning.

Because from the back of the dungeon, more footsteps echoed.

And Nnenna, she was already stepping forward, her eyes blazing.

She stepped forward, alone.

Nine guards surrounded her like a pack of wolves. noveldrama

Abuchi tried to stop her, "Nnenna, wait—"

But she shook her head. "No. I can handle this."

Her heartbeat pounded like war drums. She had never faced this many enemies alone before, not without help. But something inside her had changed. She wasn’t the same unsure girl who stood in Lionara. Not anymore.

The first guard lunged, sword aimed at her chest.

She twisted, grabbed his wrist, and flipped him over her shoulder. He slammed into the stone floor with a sickening crunch.

Then chaos erupted.

The fight took her away from Abuchi and John, all the way to the further end of the dungeon, the darker end.

Three more rushed her at once. She ducked under a swinging blade, kicked another in the knee, and rolled to avoid the next attack. Her fists moved like fire, fast and precise, every punch landed with bone breaking power. But the enemies kept coming.

One slashed her arm. Another jabbed her ribs.

Blood soaked her shirt, her vision blurred, but she didn’t stop.

She fought like lightning. A spinning kick took out two men. Elbows. Knees. Throws. Her body moved with fierce grace. But her wounds multiplied. She could barely breathe.

Only one was left.

He was the biggest, and he smiled as he raised his axe.

She took a deep breath... then charged.

Their bodies collided in the air like thunderclaps. Her fist slammed into his jaw, his axe cut her leg. She screamed, not from pain, but fury. With one final roar, she struck his throat.

He dropped.

She stood swaying, barely conscious. Blood ran down her face, her side, her legs. Her vision darkened.

"Love System..." she whispered.

A soft glow flickered in her mind. Yes, Nnenna?

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