The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Damon laughed. "Hah! Names are all the same. They're all just syllables. But you are here now, a mere Birthright rank. Your abilities really leave much to be desired!" "That's not up for you to decide." Frank sneered, his eyes red-he could not hold back against an opponent who was a full rank higher, or he would get killed.

"Very well." Damon smiled. "It seems you're ready to put your life on the line... Though you have been a constant thorn to the side for us Lionhearts, I shall be getting rid of you once and for all. Remember—when the reaper asks, it's Damon Lionheart who sent you!" Suddenly, a gust of violent pure vigor erupted away from him, almost knocking Frank off his feet.

"So this is the power of peak Ascendant ranks...?" Frank muttered to himself.

While Ciril Janko was a peak Ascendant rank individual as well, Frank fought him under unusual circumstances, and Ciril was barely going all out.

And now that Frank was facing one who was not holding back, he was certainly pressured.

a fist as he unleashed a punch, blasting visible shockwaves

toward Frank so rapidly that he could not dodge in time. He raised his arms in an X to attempt blocking it, but was knocked back over

his blackened hands and could actually feel burns on

his skin if not cooled, eventually incinerating Frank entirely. "Hahaha! Is that all you've got, Donn Lawrence?!" Damon guffawed, seeing that Frank actually had trouble parrying a single

the chance to catch his breath either—his foot slammed on the floor tiles, and he was in front of Frank

bellowed, and the image of a lunging lion was projected into the air, leaping toward

clenched his teeth-he had to take the brunt force of the blow again as there was nowhere to

burns covered his skin. "Damn it, I can't win at all... I just don't have the time!" Frank was certainly frustrated-if he

feel his pure vigor fading while the burns on his skin kept eating his flesh, weakening