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!"

moving so quickly that neither the Ghostly

other hand, Frank was parrying all of Tarkan's blows

away and aimed two fingers at Frank. "It's been a while since anyone has forced me

exclaimed in exaggerated delight, "Wait, I

laughed coolly. "Keep running your mouth,

Tarkan shot a golden beam at Frank,

snorted. "I've underestimated you, Mr. Frankton... You're the strongest opponent I've ever

original. Plagiarism might kill

and just die

blocking

and collisions were deafening, while Ghostly Six and Ezel could no longer see

was extraordinary, they could not help worrying

artists. And while they could cast some techniques like

and Tarkan at

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