Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner-Chapter 140: Twist in the hole

Kelvin barely had time to react before Vee lunged.

He sidestepped, bringing up an arm to deflect the incoming strike, but she was fast—faster than she looked. Her fist clipped his shoulder, sending a sharp jolt through his arm.

Kelvin gritted his teeth. ’Alright, so she can throw a punch. Noted.’

"You hit like a granny on painkillers," he taunted, stepping back with a smirk. "Should I start calling you Grandma Vee?"

Vee exhaled through her nose, looking him up and down with something close to amusement. "That’s cute. Keep talking. It might help you forget how much this is about to hurt."

Kelvin barely had a second to process before she swung again, this time aiming low. He twisted, dodging by a hair’s breadth before retaliating with a sharp jab at her ribs. She deflected, pivoting smoothly as she tried to sweep his legs.

Kelvin jumped back. "Damn, you move well for someone with the social skills of a malfunctioning chatbot,"

Vee snorted. "And you talk a lot for a guy who probably still gets grounded."

Kelvin feigned a wince. "Ouch. That was almost hurtful. But then I remembered—why would I take insults from someone whose idea of rebellion is probably skipping a VPN update?"

Vee’s violet eyes gleamed. "You got jokes. We’ll see how funny you are when your jaw’s wired shut."

She lunged again, this time going for his legs, and Kelvin barely managed to twist away. But she was relentless, throwing a combination of punches and kicks that forced him to stay on the defensive.

Kelvin ducked under a wild hook and countered with a quick jab to her side. ’She’s fast, but I’m faster.’

Vee sucked in a sharp breath, stumbling back a step. "Not bad," she admitted, cracking her neck. "But you still fight like a Year 1."

Kelvin grinned. "And you still talk like someone who reads terms and conditions for fun."

She rolled her eyes. "God, I pray I never meet someone with your brain while crossing the street."

Kelvin’s smirk widened. "I’m not very religious, but I pray God doesn’t give me a brain like yours, period."

Vee huffed a laugh—right before she launched herself at him again.

This time, Kelvin wasn’t fast enough.

Her knee slammed into his gut, forcing the air from his lungs. He staggered, barely dodging the follow-up punch aimed at his jaw.

’Shit.’ Okay, she wasn’t just some nerd with a superiority complex. ’She can fight.’

But so could he.

Kelvin exhaled sharply, forcing himself to stay light on his feet as they circled each other.

"Why are you even doing this?" he asked, keeping his voice even. "Albright sent you?"

Vee smirked. "I told you. I came to reason with you."

"Yeah, because punching someone in the face is a great negotiation tactic."

Vee shrugged. "It’s effective."

Kelvin shook his head. "You are so lucky I’m not the type to hit girls."

She blinked. Then she grinned.

"Oh," she said sweetly, "so that means I get to beat your ass without feeling bad?"

Kelvin groaned. ’I should’ve kept my mouth shut.’

And then she attacked again.

Kelvin met her halfway, and the fight turned brutal.

There was nothing elegant about it—just raw, unfiltered violence. Punches, kicks, elbows, knees—everything was fair game.

Vee grabbed a metal chair from the side and swung it at his head.

Kelvin ducked, barely missing a concussion. "Oh, so we’re using weapons now?"

Vee smirked. "You mad?"

Kelvin grabbed the nearest desk and shoved it at her. "Not as mad as you’re about to be."

She dodged, flipping over it like it was nothing.

Kelvin blinked. "Alright, what the hell kind of hacker trains for this?"

Vee laughed. "The kind that doesn’t trust firewalls to save her ass."

Kelvin scoffed. "You need therapy."

"And you need to hand over the damn file."

She lunged again, grabbing his wrist. Kelvin twisted out of her grip and countered with a spinning kick that sent her stumbling.

But Vee was relentless. They’d made it into a classroom now.

She came back harder, feinting left before slamming her elbow into his ribs. Kelvin grunted, but he wasn’t going down that easy. He grabbed her by the collar, using her momentum to throw her into a row of desks.

Vee hit the wood with a crash but rolled to her feet almost instantly. She wiped her mouth, eyes shining with something dangerously close to excitement.

"You know," she mused, cracking her knuckles, "I actually like this."

Kelvin groaned. "Of course you do. You’re insane."

She grinned. "Thanks."

And then she was coming at him again.

Kelvin barely had time to react before she swept his legs, sending him crashing onto his back.

He wheezed. ’Okay. Ow.’

Vee loomed over him, panting. "Last chance. Hand over the file."

Kelvin coughed, shaking his head. "Vee… I’d rather let an AI-generated video apology speak for me."

Her eye twitched. "God, you suck."

Kelvin smirked. "And yet, here you are, obsessed with me."

That did it.

Vee lunged.

Kelvin grabbed the first thing within reach—a textbook—and hurled it at her face.

She yelped, ducking just in time, but it gave him the opening he needed.

Kelvin kicked out, sweeping her legs. Vee stumbled, and before she could recover, he was on top of her, pinning her wrists against the ground.

They were both panting.

For a moment, there was only silence.

Then Vee exhaled sharply. "I hate you."

Kelvin grinned down at her. "You say that, but I feel like you’re enjoying this way too much."

She glared. "Let me go."

Kelvin leaned in slightly. "Say please."

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Vee’s eye twitched. "Go to hell."

Kelvin sighed dramatically. "And here I thought we were bonding."

Vee rolled her eyes. "Enjoy your victory. Next time? I’m bringing a taser."

Kelvin chuckled. "Looking forward to it."

Kelvin tightened his grip on Vee’s wrists, keeping her pinned to the cold tile floor. They were both breathless, bruised, and on edge, but this was his moment—his best shot at getting real answers.

"Alright, hacker girl," he muttered, staring down at her, "since you’re not busy kicking my ass for five seconds, maybe you can answer a few things."

Vee raised an eyebrow, still catching her breath. "Wow. You really suck at pillow talk."

Kelvin ignored her. "Why are you working for Albright?"

Something flickered in her violet eyes—annoyance? Amusement? Either way, she didn’t answer.

Kelvin exhaled sharply. "Alright. New question. Why the hell would you—someone smart enough to tear apart my setup before we even met—consider deleting evidence that could take down a guy who’s been taking advantage of everyone? Including girls like you?"

That got a reaction.

Her expression darkened for half a second before she masked it with a smirk. "So you do think I’m smart."

Kelvin rolled his eyes. "Vee."

She let out a long breath. "You’re asking the wrong questions."

He narrowed his eyes. "Am I?"

She tilted her head slightly. "What makes you think I was deleting it?"

Kelvin froze. ’Wait. What?’

Vee’s smirk widened. "Yeah. Thought so."

Kelvin studied her face. She didn’t look like she was lying. But that didn’t mean he could trust her. Not yet.

Still, that little revelation threw him off enough that his brain briefly short-circuited.

Because if she wasn’t deleting the evidence… then what the hell was she doing?

Kelvin shook his head, pushing that thought aside for now. "Fine. One last thing."

Vee exhaled dramatically. "Oh good, I was worried you’d never shut up."

Kelvin ignored her.

"Where the hell did you learn to code like that?" He squinted at her. "Because seriously—the way you took down my setup? It was beautiful."

And just like that, he forgot they were enemies for a second.

Because damn. To him, it was art. The way she’d infiltrated his system, bypassed his firewalls, and systematically destroyed his security layers? It wasn’t just skill—it was grace.

Kelvin barely stopped himself from making literal heart eyes.

Vee blinked at him. Then, to his absolute horror, she grinned.

"Oh my god," she teased. "You like me."

Kelvin immediately scowled. "Shut up."

Vee giggled. "No way. Is this your way of flirting? Because if so, that was tragic."

Kelvin groaned. "Forget it."

"No, no, this is great," she said, absolutely delighted. "I feel like I should get you flowers or something."

Kelvin took a deep breath. ’Okay. Breathe. Don’t strangle her.’

Vee stretched a little under him, flexing her fingers. "Tell you what," she murmured, suddenly back to business. "If you let me go, I’ll talk."

Kelvin didn’t move. He could feel her pulse under his fingertips—steady, controlled, but definitely elevated. She was tense, waiting for his decision.

And he had to weigh his options.

Because now, more than ever, she could be dangerous.

She was a technopath like him, which meant the only reason they’d been beating the crap out of each other physically was because neither of them had time to interact with their surroundings.

But now?

Now, if she got free, she could turn this entire room into her weapon.

Kelvin wasn’t taking that risk.

He inhaled sharply, then focused.

Electricity hummed in his veins as he activated his technopathic powers once more, eyes glowing eerily green. The air around them shifted—the fluorescent lights overhead flickered once, then died, plunging the room into near darkness.

Everything electronic shut off at once—sockets, the electronic board, he basically blocked off any type of connections around the class.

Except for one.

A single, dim light bulb buzzed above them, casting long shadows across the floor.

Vee inhaled slowly. Her violet eyes glowed faintly as she realized what he’d done.

"Paranoia looks good on you," she muttered.

Kelvin smirked. "Flattery’s not gonna save you."

Vee’s fingers twitched against his grip, but she didn’t resist.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly, eyes flicking up to meet his.

"Alright," she murmured. "Let’s talk."

Kelvin was still thinking about what she implied about the file and then he narrowed his eyes. "Bullshit."

Vee arched an eyebrow, completely unbothered. "Language, Kelvin. Thought you were a gentleman."

He ignored her, tightening his grip just a little. "You expect me to believe your virus wasn’t trying to delete the file? Because I saw what it did, Vee. It tore through Raven’s tablet, targeting every media file in the system and corrupting them. It nearly wiped everything. I barely saved both the device and the file."

Vee’s lips twitched, something dangerously close to amusement flickering in her expression.

"But you did save it," she pointed out, tilting her head. "Which means my virus didn’t do its job, huh?"

Kelvin’s jaw clenched. ’She’s toying with me.’

"Cut the act," he snapped. "If you weren’t trying to delete the evidence, then what were you trying to do?"

For the first time, something shifted in her expression. Not smugness. Not amusement. Continue your adventure at novelbuddy

Something sharper. Calculated.

She exhaled slowly, her violet eyes glowing faintly in the dim light.

"I was trying to hide it," she said finally. "From him."