225 Chapter 225: Lion versus Tiger (2/2)

”What in the…?!”

The female Assassin didn't have time to be surprised. While she was distracted, Shun Yin had been spending all this time casting his spell.

And now he completed the casting.

”Combust, Yan Yue!” he shouted. His sword burst into flames…well, it was already ablaze, but a much more ferocious fire consumed his blade, expanding beyond its former size to swell up gigantically above him. Shun Yin swung his sword and unleashed the titanic tide of flames upon the half-distracted female Assassin, engulfing her in hellish fire.

The female Assassin screamed as she disappeared from view. Despite trying to rely on her lightning reflexes to save herself, she was unable to escape the overwhelming torrent of fire.

But Shun Yin was far from finished.

Enduring the agonizing heat, he jumped straight into the inferno and slashed the female Assassin while she was still stumbling around, immolated by his spell. She shrieked and crashed over, but blood didn't spurt out of her wound because it was instantly cauterized by the extreme temperatures. Nonetheless, Shun Yin had delivered sufficient damage to incapacitate her.

With a groan, the female Assassin lay on the ground, unmoving and gravely injured. Shun Yin kicked the daggers out of her hands before dismissing the flames. He then placed his blade next to her neck.

”Surrender,” he ordered.

The female Assassin hissed and spat at him.

”You think you've won? Really? You must be really naïve if you think we're the only operatives in this building.”

”I could say the same to you, if you really believe that these two kids were the only ones who infiltrated your base.”

Both Shun Yin and Glen glanced up in surprise when they heard a familiar voice. Michael Porter strolled in, his sword in hand. There was blood on the blade, dried blood, probably from a cauterized wound.

”We took care of the Assassins in the other rooms,” Michael informed the two high school students. He then glanced at the wounded female Assassin, who was lying on the ground. ”You didn't kill her?”

”She's helpless and incapacitated. There is no need to kill her.” Shun Yin shrugged. ”Besides, we can interrogate her for more information.”

”I guess there's that, but just a word of advice. An Assassin is never helpless.” Michael sighed. ”I'll get the investigation team to apprehend her, but just to be safe, keep her there.” He was about to poke his head out of the room and call out to his comrades when he caught sight of Mei, who was inching closer to Shun Yin. Doing a double take, he gaped at her. ”Who is that?”

”Mei.” Shun Yin reached out with his free hand to pat her head. ”We found her in one of the labs. They've been conducting experiments on humans, fusing them with spirits.”

”If you don't mind, I would like to bring her to the Porter's private hospital, to see if we can help her.” Glen raised a hand, and Michael nodded in approval.

”Sure. I'll help you take care of that. I'll be back…”

”!!!”

Shun Yin was so distracted speaking to Michael that he didn't notice the female Assassin moving under him. From her dark sleeve a new dagger slid out and she stabbed at his sword hand.

”Watch out!”

Having clung to Shun Yin, Mei was the first one to see the move and the first one to act. She tackled Shun Yin and knocked him aside. Michael spun around, and the moment the female Assassin leaped to her feet, he beheaded her without any hesitation. The female Assassin's head, still concealed beneath her hood, tumbled about and crashed onto the ground in an undignified manner, leaving a trail of blood.

Her headless body then fell over with a thump.

”Shun Yin! Are you all right?”

”Yeah, I am. But…”

Shun Yin's expression was pale and ghastly. He was staring down at Mei, who was convulsing violently. Blood had blossomed on her back. It was just a shallow cut, but…

…it was a cut made by a poisoned dagger.

”Fuck!”

”Medic! Get a healer over here! Immediately!”

While Glen was swearing uncontrollably in panic, Michael stormed out of the room with a yell.

”Mei! Are you all right!? Talk to me, Mei!” Shun Yin gripped her hand tightly. Her temperature was plummeting, perspiration glistened her whitening skin, and he could sense her pulse weakening. ”Stay with me, Mei. You'll be all right. You'll definitely be all right! We'll save you!”

”…Big Brother…”

Mei was staring at him hollowly, the life fading from her eyes, but she managed a tiny smile.

”…are you all right? Did that bad woman…hurt you?”

”No. I'm all right. You saved me, Mei. Thank you so much!” Shun Yin hugged her to his chest, tears dripping from his eyes. ”You're a hero, Mei. And heroes don't die. Heroes can't die. That's why you shouldn't give up. We'll get you…”

”Ah…I see many pretty stars.” Mei's voice had dropped to an inaudible whisper and she was staring upward dreamily, her tone soft but delighted. ”I…feel like I'm flying. Are you…carrying me, Big Brother?”

”No…but I'll carry you when you recover, okay? That's why…don't give up. Once you heal up, I'll bring you flying to wherever! Mei!”

However, Mei no longer heard him. Drawing her last breath, her chest stopped rising gently, and her pulse stopped.