The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

And yet, Frank managed to dispatch Bald Eagle in just a few moves. How did that even make sense?!

"He's no pushover. Let's go together-don't fall behind now!"

The brat led the charge this time, facing off against Frank with his deer-horn knives while the hag and Goldilocks cut off Frank's escape.

Frank simply smirked. "Don't you know that the weirder the weapon, the harder you fall?"

The brat was not letting up, however, watching Frank closely while signaling subtly at the hag and Goldilocks.

Both women waited for their chance, with one aiming her palm while the other kicking toward Frank's vitals.

When Frank vaulted past them, the brat's knives were waiting where he would land... but the brat swung and missed.

"It's been a while since I broke a sweat!" Frank chuckled, flexing his arms.

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"There's really no one else like you, Ms. York, goading that brat to come to my hill with words alone. Otherwise, I really don't know if I can ever get my revenge." Sally simply laughed. "Revenge? That's

all one

his jaw dropped as Frank easily dispatched his opponents, although he

he landed flat on his back. His eyes rolled up in their sockets, while he bled profusely from every orifice like he could die at any moment. That

was his way of applauding Frank. "I've always thought that no one could match

"Not bad, not bad..."

I thought, and almost can't bear to kill you. How

snorted coolly. "Don't you care if your friends

nothing to me-you're either strong, or you're nothing! Now don't oppose me if you

him. "If you want to

asked for it! Don't blame me

his single arm outstretched, launching it like a

was cut in two audibly and