Elder Huxley walked up to Maron, his tone hesitant. "Master Maron, isn't Frank Lawrence..."

Maron shrugged. "He's better than I thought, able to challenge that bitch as an equal."

"But what about the chief—"

"Silence," Maron growled as he shot him an icy look. "He's barely alive, so shut it unless you want all of us dead!"

"Yes, Master Maron." Elder Huxley sighed heavily.

"Come on, Elder Huxley." Maron chuckled, seeing his concern. "I know that it's hard on you as an elder of our sect, seeing how things have turned out. but would you rather have Sage Lake Sect stay stuck in measly Southdam for another hundred years?!"

he continued with an enigmatic smile. "Bocek Ocean is dead, and my father will soon be too. Who else would know what we did? And once this match is over and I have my way with

shook his head. "I'm not sure.

pointed at Frank, who was still fighting against Silverbell intensely. "Why would I be punished? What crime have I committed? It's all Frank's fault for drugging Silverbell with Passion Dust. I was merely aiding her in her distress but was caught in

rest will be history." Maron's grin broadened. "Frank will be dead, while Sage Lake Sect will be accepted into the alliance after I have Lady Silverbell's body. And you elders will benefit

bowed in deference. "Your plan is flawless, Master Maron. I'm

brought. "Indeed. Now, let's just wait for

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

swords between Frank and Silverbell

speed, Frank's swordcraft continued to befuddle Silverbell, coming

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