"The Salazars have set a trap!" Bravo bellowed furiously. "We would've fallen for it if we didn't have Mr. Lawrence with us!"

Then, turning toward Frank, he asked, "Are those threads..."

Frank was chuckling coolly upon a closer look. “They make up the outermost layer, and it's been laced with the sap of the Araneus Floret. Once you touch it, you'll lose consciousness before you know it, but it won't kill you."

"It's child's play,” he added. "Just keep your blades in front of you and flail around. Make sure not to get the sap on your skin. You'll be safe that way."

"You heard him, boys!" Bravo turned toward his men and barked, "Don’t let the threads reach your skin!"

With that, he led the way, swinging his machete endlessly before him to cut off the threads. "Hmmm...2"

In the factory, Jaud White had just gotten off the phone with Donald Salazar, and he frowned.

He could sense the perimeter threads being touched and sneered—Kurt Stinson's men had really come to reclaim this patch of land.

not allow them a

feet, he took a pill the size of a fingernail

candle is made from the poison dart toad's mucus. Matched with the Araneus Floret, none of you are making it inside this factory! The smoke will cause you

his lounge chair, looking

blue candles smoke soon wafted beyond the factory, and it was

a moment, his gaze quickly

he brandished his machete and turned

men were left stunned when they saw him behaving weirdly. "What's wrong, Mr. Lambert?!" On the other hand, Frank could tell immediately from Bravo's unfocused gaze

Bravo to the floor at breakneck speed while tapping the acupoints on his temples and his ears

senses and was panting as if he was almost killed. "What the

quickly asked, "A bear? What are you talking about,

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