"Damn you, Yonca. So that's why Glen was so furious..." Zac closed his eyes in endless regret. "Protect Mr. Turnbull!"

The Turnbull family bodyguards came to their senses just then and rushed toward Frank fearlessly. However, Frank simply kicked his leg into the air, launching a horrific burst of pure vigor around him and sending them flying and screaming.

When Zac turned, he saw that each bodyguard was sprawled in pools of their own blood, their legs in pieces even as they screamed.

"It's over... This is it..." He closed his eyes in despair.

"Mr. Lawrence! P-Please stop!" a voice suddenly called out.

"Eh? Frida?" Zac turned in surprise to find Frida running straight toward Frank, smartphone in hand even as she ignored the Turnbull family bodyguards laying around screaming in pain.

"No, Frida!" Zac shouted. "Tell Glen to..."

unable to say the words “avenge me’ because he realized a

never win against

confronted Frank unprepared, Glen would suffer the same

on their last hope. "We need the Lionhearts... Volsung

Frank—she was simply running towards Frank, phone in hand and completely

Blue,” Frank growled coolly. "Did you forget what I just said? I

she raised her phone. "I owe you, Mr. Lawrence... So please just take this

"Take the call?"

for it, though he soon did a double take when he heard the familiar voice laughing on the

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