Chapter 250: Fighting Fire with Fire

**Thelma Zane’s POV** The excruciating pain of rebirth was something I had already endured once. It was harrowing, but it was only physical. This time, I resolved not to run from it. Pain was a fleeting enemy, one I could confront head-on. The power of New Flow coursed through me, a force no longer wild and untamed but obedient to my will. I summoned it with purpose, my mind sharp and focused. Azazel’s demeanor shifted abruptly. The arrogance he had worn like armor melted away, replaced by a seriousness that chilled the air around us. His attacks carried a murderous intensity, leaving no doubt about his intentions. I had rattled him, threatened him in a way he hadn’t expected. "You’re nothing but a rabid dog that refuses to be tamed," he spat, his face contorting with fury. His manic expression betrayed the chaos within him. His mask of control had shattered, revealing an unstable madness. “Why can’t you all just obey me? Why must you always resist?” His words came