Sue was not bothered at all by lan's departure as she stared fixedly at the instruments in the lab and hoped for a miracle.

That was when Igor flung a syringe to the floor. "What the hell?! I asked for epinephrine, not hormones! You can kill a man with the wrong substance!"

If he had not recognized that it was the wrong syringe because of the color, Frank would be dead!

"I'm sorry!"

The assistant was mortified but quickly reached for the intended epinephrine to Igor.

However, he was so nervous that his hands were shaking, and he dropped it before he could pass it to Igor.

"Get out!"

out while picking up the

wiping the sweat off his brow as this

this injection went in and Frank still did not respond, it was game over for him-and not the vegetative state lan mentioned

gone, without any hope of returning. It would then be up to

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dragon had Frank on check and seemingly cornered his remaining pieces, dissing Frank as it watched him ponder, "Don't bother. You're

are you so convinced that

that he could beat him. But in order to get that check, he

the golden dragon did not give up, even laughing. "I may not be

spent waiting for its next master, it played against itself, picking up on techniques

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