Wilk was left clutching his face and staring at Cid in disbelief. "What? Cid...? Why did you hit me?"

"Hit you?! I was planning to kill you!"

Bang!

Cid leapt up, seizing Wilk by the collar and slamming him into his oak dining table!

It was such a terrible blow that Wilk was coughing blood, his vision blurring.

Still, even as he pushed himself off the ground, he was left staring forward in shock before he could say a word.

Cid was beckoning at the Sunblazers, and they were all soon kneeling in front of Frank.

"Greetings, Mr. Lawrence!"

As they all greeted him deafeningly, Wilk, who just got to his feet, dropped limply to the floor again, all his strength drained. "Mr. Lawrence? What..."

scene before him-who on earth was that

carried themselves above the rest-be on their knees,

when Wilk remembered Frank looking at him with gleeful sympathy and reasoned with him not to

stubborn, his fury consuming his rationality...

off the Sunblazers

in West Morhen are

but remained utterly respectful toward

aware that Frank

that he was the only son of the famous Lord of the Southern

Ned would have to show Frank due respect

a humble gang like the Sunblazers could not afford to get on the wrong side of

staying connected with him, which was why Cid was basically

not particularly

if the Sunblazers had any information

watched as Mrs. Sturgeon scrambled downstairs, her eyes

she

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