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.

it to me!" "Alright, take it," Frank

the Birthright rank

inches away from the Hale Marrow. "Haha...

was when fear crept in, as he realized

as gravity pulled him downward, and the

vaguely make up three headless corpses still standing, one of which had

"Isn't that... me?"

Birthright rank goon leader's final thought before his vision blacked out, and he all lost

not hold back at all against

by the Hale Marrow, he extended his palm, charging his pure vigor to enforce

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