Chapter 87. Fainted

Rihanna’s POV

I dodged Logan’s punch and landed one on his face. I staggered after getting a hit in my side, but I quickly recovered.

He kicked a rock at me, but using my barrier, I sent it flying back to him. It went straight to the middle of his eyes and he groaned.

With his vision impaired, I grabbed the plank again and used all my strength to hit it on his right arm.

It shattered on him, and a piece went into my eye. I fell back to the ground. “There, I broke that arm.”

With Lana’s vision, I saw the arm disconnected from its source. And it’d take days or a week to heal, as it was an internal injury.

His cries of pain and agony delighted my anguished body. I felt like I was healing fast.

“It is time to kill you now, Logan!” But I had no strength to. All had been drained from me.

My legs moved, but that was all they could do. They couldn’t lift me up.

“Or you can kill yourself if you’re too ashamed a girl will