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.

at Frank, demanding, "That's it! Give it to me!"

while Frank sneered Turning into a blur, he appeared in front of the Birthright rank goon leader in the blink of an

just inches away from the Hale Marrow. "Haha... I'm reaching it!

fear crept in, as he realized he could not move his

did not have hands as gravity pulled him downward, and

could also vaguely make up three headless corpses still standing,

"Isn't that... me?"

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

back at all against the

by the Hale Marrow, he extended his palm,

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