"Fuck! Shit!"

Lubor turned pale, breathing every expletive even as he stumbled backward.

The man striding toward him was an incarnation of terror, almost as if he was not human, like some ancient god whose very cries would leave the world shaking.

As for Frank, he could see that Silverbell's dress was almost torn off, and he certainly knew what Lubor was up to.

Making sure to walk close enough to Lubor, he suddenly bellowed with a roar.

"Argh!!!"

then, and he suddenly found the strength

you really trying to run?! Hah!"

he suddenly found himself unable to feel his legs and fell, unable to catch his balance at

blood-curdling scream even

with pure vigor, and he could see that they were still

Frank with both hands, spurred by his survival instincts. As he did, bawling through tears and spit, a sight of utter misery as

was raving endlessly at the horrific youth who stood like a reaper, "No, don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm a member of Hundred

the vermin clearly lost

Lubor to despair and kept

in turn sent Lubor's survival instincts into overdrive, and he kept crawling forward over three hundred meters, leaving a long trail of blood

Screech!

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