Crashing his phone to the ground, Flynn unleashed a fury of stomps upon the shattered device.

"I lost. Take me in." Flynn's voice dripped with laziness as he raised his hands in mock surrender, tilting his head to catch Percival's gaze.

But then, with a swift bite, he crushed the cyanide hidden in his molar.

He had always known this day would come.

Even in death, he would not be cuffed by the likes of Percival!

Blood spilled from his mouth as he knelt, the light fading behind his designer spectacles, "Percival, you'll never unearth the kingpin behind GTO."

His laughter echoed through the dark alley, a spectral sound that chilled to the bone.

Yet, the agony he anticipated never arrived.

F-Poison had given him this poison, and it was a lethal concoction, sure death on contact. How was he still alive?

Lifting his head, Flynn locked eyes with Vivienne, whose expression was akin to someone watching a fool. It all clicked.

She, the Specter Healer, was behind this.

Vivienne towered over him, her aura that of a queen, "Wish to die?"

Flynn glared back, bitter. "There's no grudge between us. My death serves you no ill!"

Her smile bloomed, radiant and short-lived, replaced by a chilling murderous intent. "Your death means nothing to me. But you dared cross Mr. Wolf. For that, I would have relished your end. However..." Her smile returned as she said, "Since you so desire death, I won't oblige you."

His eyes narrowed, venomous. "There are a thousand ways to die if I wish it."

I bestowed upon you, I named it 'Mandragora.' It will hijack your

will tear at you, two hours each day, gnawing at

Flynn's pupils dilated.

have scoffed at such claims, but knowing she was the Specter Healer, he believed. Vivienne

could face death, but not the dread of daily torment

meet his eyes, her voice a cold, clear chime. "Cross me, you die. Cross those I care for, and you'll

bathed in sunlight, highlighted her

to Vivienne; a life of suffering with

at her words, overwhelmed by

to be

to Flynn, Vivienne rose and

Vanguard Agency operatives with

one last attempt

Ellington

another, vied for that

family was the wealthiest in Rivenwood, sure, but not in

ancient warrior lineages, hidden from

as the captain of the

benefit. Basically, the Ellington family had zero

why

Flynn glanced at his

he

resigned. Old

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