Maron's eyes widened. "What?! The bastard's pure vigor is so firm!"

Even before he could react, Frank danced like a dragon, moving so quickly that he was leaving afterimages behind him.

He leapt into the ranks of the black-clad men and soon screams and smacking could be heard, while weapons and limbs were sent flying into the air.

And the more Frank fought, the better he became.

All the black-clad men were floored in five minutes, and Frank stood upon them.

Punching the last one's face inside, Frank sent him flying and rolling to Maron's feet.

left standing, with Frank glaring at Maron in disdain.

See, I'm teaching you a lesson here, Frank Lawrence—might not make right. So what if you can hold

to my sect's enclave in Southdam tomorrow, you'll just have to watch your own family rest in pieces. I mean,

as he started to leave, leaving Frank

but before he could give chase, Maron had already gotten

riding shotgun and flashing both his

Maserati's engine rumbled as it shot away, leaving

turning and punching down the tree beside him, snapping the thick trunk in

campus building behind Frank collapsed with a

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