Duke Avon wants Alicia

"Weak," A strong hateful voice was heard. Alicia intuitively blocked Duke Avon's hands from above. His speed was nothing like she had expected. One moment, he was in front of her, and the other, he was on top of her. Alicia's hands felt numb after the attack. Fortunately, she used her spear and sword to block the attack. Suppose she used her hand, it would have broken like a twig. Without giving time for Alicia to retaliate, Duke Avon sent a kick toward Alicia's gut. Alicia evaded the kick by quickly leaping back, but Duke Avon's hand swirled and followed her movements. His hands aimed at her neck. Alicia quickly erupted a shield made of three layers of ice in front of her. But to her astonishment, the ice shield formed cracks and shattered the moment Duke Avon's fist collided with it. Caught off guard, Alicia evaded the punch a split second later. The fist of Duke Avon hit Alicia on the shoulder, nearly dislocating her shoulder. A painful groan escaped her mouth.