Under the Heiress' Facade

Bernard may have held back last time and easily subdued Hera, but this time was different.

Hera, now in full fight-or-flight mode, proved much stronger. Her relentless and deadly attacks didn't allow him to hold back.

Bernard quickly realized that the harder he fought, the more powerful and faster Hera's attacks became. She seemed to enter a state of relentless aggression that grew fiercer with each passing moment.

"This can't go on. Such intense assault would eventually exhaust Hera's body, potentially to the point of death," Bernard thought.

He had to find a way to make her stop.

With their flashlights illuminating the fierce battle, Aaron, Nathan, and Stephen watched in shock. They hadn't witnessed such an exhilarating fight in ages.

Bernard and Hera both displayed striking appearances and skills, making the fight more impressive than any movie stunt. They were captivating to watch.

Aaron even pulled out his phone to record the scene, planning to show it to his comrades once he was back at their base.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Aaron thought Bernard was already incredibly skilled, but seeing Hera match him blow for blow and grow fiercer with every strike was astonishing.

Despite Hera's abnormal state, her explosive power was undeniable. It was no wonder she had caught the attention of someone as discerning as Bernard.

Together, they formed an unstoppable force. They were a duo not to be trifled with.

As the three watched with rapt attention, Bernard's attacks noticeably weakened.

Seeing this, Stephen asked, "Is Mr. Killian getting tired?"

"A man can never admit he's tired," Aaron replied knowingly.

"He's doing it on purpose."

Nathan grasped Bernard's intention as he observed.

Bernard had intentionally weakened his attacks and was even exposing his vulnerabilities.

Meanwhile, Hera quickly seized

these openings and lunged at him. Then, Bernard kicked off a tree trunk, flipped over, and landed behind Hera. Unexpectedly, he delivered a precise blow to the back of her neck.

Hera's movements instantly halted.

Her bloodied knife dropped to the ground as she collapsed into Bernard's arms. He held her tightly, only then noticing her burning fever and twitching limbs from

exhaustion.

Bernard felt a pang of sorrow at Hera's disheveled state of blood and sweat-matted hair and parched lips.

As he wiped the blood from her face, his eyes darkened.

"Sweetie, I'm sorry. I was too late. I should have been there when you needed me."

The intense fight had ended, leaving the three spectators unsatisfied. They were almost ready to applaud for an encore.

Aaron saved the video recording. He was impressed by Bernard's final flip, though the final blow seemed overly harsh.

How could he have beat such a delicate... no, such a beautiful woman that hard?

"Do you guys think I brought you here for entertainment?"

Bernard's chilling glare swept through the air, jolting the trio back to reality.

They quickly got to work to notify the others and clean up the scene.

"Bernard, how should we handle the kidnappers?" Aaron asked.

"Once we find the mastermind, leave them in the mountains with the wolves."

With Hera in his arms, Bernard headed toward the helicopter. Despite his steady steps, his

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expression exuded menace.