Clang!

A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang.

"What?! Projecting your vigor... You're actually Birthright rank?!"

The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on.

But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

"I'm here to help, Mr. Lawrence!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside.

He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger's pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men.

"Burt Yorkman! You traitor!" Quinn shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw Burt helping Frank.

length as if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here has not

from Frank

market. And yet, Burt wielded it with the ferocity of a real tiger, unstoppable even

felt an aching between his brow and a bizarre sensation welling up the pit of his

What is going on?" His

Had he been poisoned?!

move in time as a black-clad man's fingers reached his shoulder, almost breaking

stabilize his breathing while Quinn

He did manage to poison

beg already, Frank!" She laughed coldly. "It'd at

nexus, there was a turbidness that kept affecting the flow of his vigor. Wherever his vigor reached, that turbidness followed suit, numbing his body

our brothers and insulted Ms. Ocean! You'll be begging for us to end

bellowed, his fingers hardening with vigor as he attacked Frank

"Fuck off!"

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