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.

at Frank,

Frank replied and threw the Hale Marrow up

split second, every goon's eyes were glued

he appeared in front of the Birthright rank goon leader in the

felt his body lighten even before

he did, he found himself just inches away from the Hale Marrow. "Haha...

as he

hands as gravity pulled him downward, and the world around him

vaguely make up three headless corpses still standing, one of which

"Isn't that. me?"

final thought before his vision blacked out, and he all lost

back

he extended his palm, charging his pure vigor to enforce it into a

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