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!"

and Frank traded glances,

not!" Frank barked,

shallow breaths but forced a smile nonetheless. "I haven't met you, sir, but I'm grateful that you saved my life. However, I shall have

the elders of your sect still serve you?" Frank

he turned to Quinn after a while. "Quinn, your phone please. Call Jorg Zayas and have him return. And your father too. We

head. "Sir. My father

dead?!" Dahok's eyes widened in shock. "Was it that bastard

miserably.

up again. "We shall make the Salazars pay when we're done here. Go—call

at Quinn quizzically while she borrowed a phone from one

explained. "Don't worry—the sect shall

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