From Jouri's perspective, the punk was clearly asking for it.

The man in question was standing right there, and would he really spare the punk's life for what he said?

No matter how kind Frank could be, he was not one who would allow his enemies to rally and recover!

"Oh, so you're not going to yield?"

The punk snorted and waved.

The wights promptly flashed their tattoos, conjuring eight evil dragons that took to the air, blocking out the sun!

The villagers who saw that turned pale in shock, while those who knew what was happening were feeling lucky about their life choices.

Thank goodness they did not keep trying to reason with Frank, or the punk and the wights would take it out on them too!

thought crossed their mind, a blue light shot

The villagers were stunned.

someone

stupefied, as they realized it

that the unassuming brat was so

the punk and the wights were

What the fuck?!

they were nobodies in this country... But in

their members were even capable of decimating entire sects alone, so how could they ever lose to Some ordinary pretty

who he is, but

punk gasped-was that man

head. "They all say that Lugh Frankton

Jouri growled coolly. "Also, he's

can't keep their word and

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