The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank put his ring back on and was wondering how he should convince the tramp or just knock her out and take her with him when he heard footsteps outside.

Judging from the pace and the man's breathing, Frank could tell that this man was at least Ascendant- ranked. The tramp might be strong, but Frank was still positive that she would be helpless against this one.

Still, it suited Frank just fine-he could take this opportunity to show his chops.

With that in mind, the door opened as a white-clad geezer entered.

With his white hair and fan, he carried the air of otherworldliness, while his sharp glare left one shuddering in their bones.

"I've finally found you, lady. Now give it to me," he demanded, holding out his hand and clearly confident about his own strength.

Nonetheless, the tramp smirked and shook her head. "Sorry, gramps. I have nothing to my name, or you can search this place if you want to!"

The geezer snorted in annoyance. "I'm giving you a chance here!"

The tramp shrugged, unaffected. "And I refuse to take it. Come on, show me what you got!"

and appeared in front of the tramp

in time, the punch struck true and

"Bleurgh!"

of blood, the geezer did not even afford her time to catch her breath and

last moment, the tramp bellowed thunderously like before, and the world seemed to dull

the geezer's back even as he laughed. "Cute trick, girlie. But it only works against most

near, the tramp yelled at Frank, "Run! I'll

go that geezer will follow. Why not take him down right

the geezer, the geezer growled, "This ain't your fight, boy. Know

throat, lifting him into the

for some reason, as if some invisible force was holding him in place, keeping him

suddenly appeared more frightening than the statues of divine figures behind

hell

Frank replied

in shock. "H-How