Tyler stomped on the ground heavily, causing a violent surge of energy to strike Dylan.
Dylan staggered backward from the impact, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
“You!” He gritted his teeth, not daring to utter another sound. He knew he had been completely defeated.
“Tyler, you are too much!” Jacob erupted in fury at the sight of his son injured once again.
“Cut the crap! Make a choice! The carriage or the coffin?” With his hands behind his back, Tyler gave off an imposing air.
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