At some point in time, Frank had already grabbed Boran by the wrist, holding him in place!

“Is that all you’ve got?” Frank slowly looked up at him in disdain.

“What?” Boran exclaimed, his cheeks suddenly pale.

“It’s tradition–traitors do not get off scot–free, and the same goes for you, And with those words, he swiped his palm against Boran’s arm!

Swish!

Boran’s arm was sliced off clean, and blood gushed out like a geyser!

“Argh!!!” Boran screamed–this was not how it was supposed to go!

Frank did not stop, however.

Crack!

you,” Frank growled.

his bones into powder

three seconds, even as Frank nonchalantly

his bleeding shoulder, “Give me back my arm… Give it back to me…” Frank snorted. “It seems that the Cloud Mover style shall be lost on this day.” And with those

on… his arm was now

crowd looked

Turnbulls to lose after Boran defected. Some even started

suddenly stepped out and turned the tables

Cliff, and Yara were

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