The undertaker paused, as Frank clearly had his attention. "What?!"

He was no doctor, but he knew that his only options for suicide while restrained was to bleed out.

However, the tongue did not have a vein, so even if it was bitten off, he would simply survive.

Damn it!

Frank chuckled. "So? Do you get what it means to wish you were dead? I actually like how cocky you were just a second ago, like you're the honored one. Shame it didn't last for you... though that's the case for most who ran into me."

The undertaker smirked. "Actually, I never tortured myself after all the terrible things I did. I guess now I could test my limits with you... So we'll see!"

Frank was at once amused. "Tough nut, huh? Well, that's a first... Very well, we'll see!"

the undertaker crashing through the window and out

did he go? I

a place where

in relief, Janice went over to help Zark to

about it," Frank told her and levitated Zark to his feet, healing him with just a

was all just superficial injuries, so it was

"Thank goodness you returned when you did, chief, or we'd

"Not quite!"

head. "I knew the moment he showed up, but I was delayed because of something

whipped out

had my friend track him down. Don't worry, I know what

sustained flesh wounds, while Janice had none. Frank even cured Zark

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