"Argh!" Taran screamed as he dropped his dagger while he flew, feeling his chest sunken and his organs in pieces as if a truck just ran into him.

He landed violently with an audible crash and started coughing blood.

"Brother!" Trisha cried when she saw her sibling being wounded and launched the remaining half of her whip at Frank's head.

Frank did not even look her way as he raised his right hand, grabbing the other end of the whip out of thin air.

Trisha paled in shock and pulled as hard as she could, but Frank appeared rooted in place like a mountain.

"Is that all you got?" He scoffed and suddenly pulled.

The tiles beneath Trisha's feet shattered from the violent force as she slid along by several yards.

As Frank loomed ever closer, she realized that she was no match for his strength and stopped the tug of war.

Frank, holding

had underestimated Frank's speed—he

warning from the floor as soon as

Frank snorted

buckets within a split second in sheer terror, even as Frank caught her wrist

Smash!

actually feel the floor shake as Frank

Trisha's organs were in pieces and bled out from every orifice as she blacked out instantly, her blood quickly welling into a pool over the

Taran incensed, and he snarled,

as he fought through the agony of his body and limped toward Frank, Frank did not even look his way and kicked the dagger

Swish.

the air, piercing

Begs for

on the floor, kicking up

settled, Robert and Frida

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