There was a sickening crunch as the Sage Lake Sect apprentice's hand started to ice up, his skin soon freezing into a dried blackness.

It was a sight of sheer horror, and the other Sage Lake Sect apprentices promptly backed away in fear.

"Urgh." Dahok groaned as he stirred, pushing himself up to his seat in the shrine.

"Ingrate!!!" he finally snapped after mumbling the word repeatedly before coughing another mouthful of black blood.

This time, everyone stayed well away, having learned their lesson.

Dahok wheezed even as the black blood iced up on the floor, finally able to speak again.

"Go!" he bellowed. "Take down that bastard Maron and bring him to me!"

traded glances, and both

absolutely not!" Frank barked, holding

Why?" Dahok wheezed through shallow breaths but forced a smile nonetheless. "I haven't met you, sir, but I'm grateful that you saved my

of your sect still serve you?"

your phone please. Call Jorg Zayas and

head. "Sir. My father

eyes widened in shock. "Was it that

Quinn sighed miserably. "It

violently for a while, his eyes flashing viciously when he looked up again. "We shall make the Salazars pay when we're done here.

Frank glanced at Quinn quizzically while she borrowed

guild," she explained. "Don't worry—the sect shall

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