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.

Boran by the shoulder and crushed his bones into powder before kicking him out of

more than three seconds, even as Frank nonchalantly flung Boran’s dismembered arm on

“It seems that the Cloud Mover style shall be lost on this day.” And with those words, he jammed his foot on Boran’s dismembered arm and crushed it beneath

arm was now just a puddle, and it would never be

looked

Turnbulls to lose after Boran defected. Some even started to leave, ready to call

the way Frank suddenly stepped out

Vicky, Cliff, and Yara were

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