After all, Frank was supposed to be Tarkan's next target, so he knew what Frank would look like.

"Not bad, you actually know my face... It's such a shame!"

"What is?" Tarkan was left puzzled.

"You, of course. You have both wit and strength, but you had to take such a terrible path."

Frank sighed, earnestly disappointed in people like Tarkan. "And now, I have no choice but to kill you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Tarkan growled, incensed. "Are you saying that I'm definitely going down?"

"Correct!" Frank smiled, nodding.

"You asked for this!"

Frank right then, moving so quickly that neither the Ghostly Six nor Ezel could catch

parrying all of Tarkan's

at Frank. "It's been a while since anyone has forced me to use this-you're going to die, but

from his fingertips, Frank exclaimed in exaggerated delight, "Wait, I think I've

laughed coolly. "Keep running your mouth, since you're not

shot a golden beam at Frank, but it faded out just inches

Mr. Frankton... You're the strongest

might kill

and just die

erupted, blocking the skies like

banging and collisions were deafening, while Ghostly Six and Ezel could

knew that Frank was extraordinary, they could not help

artists. And while they could cast

and Tarkan at

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