Frank shook his head. "Probably not. Someone was concerned that he would expose their secret and therefore poisoned him. It's too late for him anyway-let's go see Pax." Searching around the room, Frank soon found the hidden button to escape the underground passage and headed to Pax's room.

To Frank and Alda's surprise, Pax did not run despite knowing that danger was coming, even smoking as he sat on the couch.

His goons and girlfriends had long since disappeared from the oncoming threat.

"You're not afraid of me?" Frank asked, curious.

"What's the point? Would that help me kill you?"

Pax smiled. "I must admit that I misjudged you-I thought that you were no different from those martial arts fanboys, but you're actually a real champion. It's no shame that I'd lose to you."

As he finished, he reached into his pocket, glancing at Frank as if asking for permissions in case Frank would attack preemptively.

Frank eventually nodded, and Pax whipped out a palm-sized metal tablet that he placed on the table.

crest and small font underneath that read: the

a legion that served

more to this emblem than met the eye, but she did

make the legion an irregular

texts lie, Ms. Ingram! Who would bother to record a legion of less

Frank the emblem, but Alda shook her head to

cunning as he was vicious-who knew if

forget-I'm a miracle worker. I can deal with anything he does,"

expected, Pax might be ruthless, but he would not resort to such a cheap trick

grew up hearing stories about the spiritron vein and spent

as the king had died a year

out about the founder king's

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