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.

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

Frank replied and threw the Hale Marrow up

eyes were glued to the

in front of the Birthright

lighten even

away from the Hale Marrow. "Haha... I'm reaching it! I'm so

as he realized he could not move

he realized he did not have hands as gravity pulled him downward,

corpses still standing, one of which had a

"Isn't that. me?"

final thought before his vision blacked out, and

not hold back at all against

his palm,

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