Frank sighed. "Sif Lionheart is as despicable as she is... despotic."

The Birthright rank goon leader paused visibly at the mention of Sif and snapped impatiently, "We have no relation to Ms. Lionheart. Hand over the Hale Marrow or die!"

"What, are you saying I'd live if I hand it over? Also, 'Ms. Lionheart'?" Frank snorted in disdain. "You slipped up there, brother."

Realizing that he had been tricked, the Birthright rank goon leader gave up on all pretenses.

"Go!" he bellowed, gesturing for his men to attack Frank.

"Wait, you wanted this, right?" Frank casually whipped out the Hale Marrow just then.

"Stop! Don't break the Hale Marrow!"

Some of the goons backed away when they saw it, afraid they would ruin it.

rank goon leader promptly strode up at Frank, demanding, "That's it!

Frank replied and threw

were glued to

front of the Birthright rank goon leader in the blink of an

The Birthright rank goon leader felt his body lighten even before he knew it,

he found himself just inches away from

he

he realized he did not have hands as gravity pulled him

also vaguely make up three headless corpses still standing, one

"Isn't that. me?"

leader's final thought before

did not hold back at all against the

the Hale Marrow, he extended his palm, charging his pure vigor

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