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!"

then, moving so quickly that neither the Ghostly Six nor Ezel

other hand, Frank was parrying all of Tarkan's blows with relative ease, even

Frank. "It's been a while since anyone

Frank exclaimed in exaggerated delight, "Wait, I think

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

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

Mr. Frankton... You're the strongest

might kill

the quip and just

his fingers, and countless more beams erupted, blocking

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

that Frank was extraordinary,

each strong, but only as martial artists. And while they could cast some techniques like those two,it was

Tarkan

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