Frank was really not interested in having too much to do with Farek. "You've done nothing terrible, so leave right now. It won't do to lose your life here."

"Insolence!"

Farek, however, mistook Frank's kind advice for provocation.

Incensed, he drew his cleaver and leapt forward, slashing at Frank.

Frank started to turn his head aside to avoid it, but in response, Farek angled his cleaver horizontally toward his neck.

As such, Frank dropped to a crouch and launched a kick aimed at Farek's stomach. Farek dodged it, however, and was left frowning.

He laughed amazing, as one would expect of the martial elite who had slain White Raven!

"I definitely have the right place. And you can still fight... So let's do this!"

Holding his cleaver with both hands, Farek swung it at Frank's brow, and Frank sidestepped it.

parried an oncoming punch from Frank. But the punches kept coming, and he had to use all the training he had in this life just to

to

Frank's punch reached him, slamming

was enough to leave Farek dumbfounded he would be dead if he were not strong

strong that he could take down Farek

for that long? Frank had clearly more than overwhelmed Farek-in fact, it looked like the Plough would not win

rejoicing that they picked the right side. Even if their group sent the others to come for revenge, they did

and hesitating for a moment. He now understood that he was not strong, and that it was

be messed with and had a reason sparing his

Frank's mercy, Farek could only ask him what he

me the rest

us out?" Farek asked, hearing the intent from Frank's voice. "I must warn you-they

a match for you if you fought one

coolly. "Don't worry about it. Just

seeing you," Farek replied, bowing his head and promptly

gone. "It's the first time I've ever seen Farek being afraid of anyone. You're

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