As Frank and Silverbell's sword duel intensified, Maron grew more wary of either of them.

At the same time, he felt lucky he had never fought Frank directly... or he would end up a corpse already!

"Take this—Thousand Mile Burst!"

A blur shot down from the above.

Too fast for Frank to avoid, he had to raise his sword to parry in the heat of the moment.

Clang!

The silver beam shattered the sword even as Frank looked on, and it never stopped as it kept pressing toward Frank's face.

and he touched his forehead to feel blood welling out of a shallow

hilt on the

Silverbell said even as she landed,

who can

as if you were incapacitated—the sword you wield was just

Swish.

calmly

in turn, not denying it since it was

ring, they pitted their skills

the case in swordcraft, with swords being elegant weapons wielded in a civilized time. Those without virtue could not hope to direct their sword to strike true,

I hereby announce

suddenly paused before turning toward Frank in disbelief and dropped to the

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