Ch. 931..940

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 931-Luna was heartbroken, not because Cato tried to cheat her of her money, but because Cato would rather kidnap Helen than lay a finger on her even though she was basically offering herself up for him!

"Is there really so much difference between me and Helen?" she mused miserably even as she drank herself silly at the bar.

Meanwhile, Frank and Helen took a booth seat and were waiting for someone.

Around half an hour, Ned arrived. "Mr. Lawrence."

He was no longer his meek self from before, and was brimming with energy even as he took a seat.

Seeing Helen sitting beside Frank right then, he asked hesitantly, "She's…?"

"My ex-wife, Helen Lane," Frank smiled as he made the introductions. "And I've asked you here because she needs a favor."

"Ex-wife?" Ned appeared stunned for a moment, but got up and shook Helen's hand politely. "You really are dazzling, Ms. Lane—I actually wondered for a moment if some top star graced this bar."

Then, shooting Frank an upset look, he sighed in disappointment. "Honestly, you couldn't even keep such a beautiful wife? You're really losing your touch, Mr. Lawrence."

"That's not exactly true."

Helen smiled exasperatedly, able to tell right away that Ned was as polite as he was humorous. "It was my mistake divorcing him in the first place—I really wouldn't have done that otherwise."

"Really?" Ned glanced between Frank and Helen, understanding that things were complicated between them right then.

Frank then turned to Helen. "This is Ned Janko. I heard his family is involved in construction and renovations, so he can help you with subcontracting."

"Oh, that's not an issue. Just leave it to me!" Ned patted his chest confidently, seeing that Frank was bringing him a business deal.

"Yes. So my granduncle is planning to build a mansion for his retirement. We've already acquired land, but the design and other details are to be decided. If there's no issue."

As Helen spoke, she took out the agreement from her briefcase and passed it to Ned.

"A mansion, huh?" Ned appeared interested, and chuckled. "Two billion? That's a decent sum even here in Morhen. Well, you have nothing to worry about with Mr. Lawrence vouching for you—I'd actually do my best to help. That said, the budget."

It's not enough?" Helen asked nervously. She had no idea what influence Ned had, but judging from his mannerisms and the cut of his suit, he far outclassed Cato.

Even so, prices in Morhen might still be more expensive than other states…

"No, that's not what I mean," Ned waved her off and asked for a pen from a waiter, then crossed off the two billion and wrote down a billion instead.

He grinned as he looked at Helen's stunned reaction. "Yeah. I just need a billion to build a mansion that you would definitely be satisfied with, along with the gardens and all. Oh, lakes and stables won't be any issue either. Aside from that, what other interests would your granduncle have?"

The fact that Ned was asking for such finer details left Helen staring at Frank in shock and disbelief.

The man almost seemed too reliable, did he not?

"Oh, right!" Ned chuckled as he added, "My family will foot the bill for materials and construction service up front. You can pay everything at once after the acceptance test."

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 932-Oh, right!" Ned chuckled as he added, "My family will foot the bill for materials and construction service up front. You can pay everything at once after the acceptance test."

"Asking for payment after you finished construction? What even is this godly business?"

Helen could hardly believe that there was a subcontractor company that was this reliable.

Did Ned not care that he might not be paid?

Seemingly seeing Helen's confusion, Ned smiled. "I understand that you might be confused, but I can tell you that it's Mr. Lawrence's character that I trust. His

judgment is above question, and he vouches for you—not to mention that you're his ex-wife. And given my partnership with Mr. Lawrence, a billion is really nothing. Hell, I wouldn't mind footing ten!"

Helen's mouth was hanging wide open, understanding profoundly how reliable Frank was just then.

"In that case, I must thank you before all else," she exclaimed, ready to bow.

Ned quickly stopped her, chuckling. "Please, Ms. Lane! No need to get so formal on my account… but I must ask, when will you be remarrying? Do inform me, Mr. Lawrence. I'll definitely be there for the ceremony."

"You'd be invited, don't worry." Frank smiled.

He was grateful toward Ned too—the man was a real friend.

"Huh? What was that?"

That was when a drunk Luna wobbled up to their booth seating, her cheeks flushed from alcohol. She planted herself beside Ned, grabbing his arm as she mumbled, "Your name is. Ned Janko?"

"Guilty as charged," Ned was repulsed by the rotund, drunk woman but refrained from snapping right then since he could see that Luna knew Frank and Helen.

He politely pulled his arm out of Luna's grasp and kept his distance, when Luna suddenly laughed out loud, still holding on to her bottle.

"What's so funny, Luna?" Helen was obviously upset—they were here on business, but Luna had to embarrass them with her sorry state.

"Oh, nothing." Luna pointed at Frank's as she laughed, while sneering at Helen.

"So this is the subcontractor Frank introduced to you? Ned Janko, Ciril Janko's second son?"

Ned looked up, scowling. "What, do you have a problem with me, lady?"

"No, of course not," Luna shook her head and snickered at Helen, "I'd never dare mess with Ciril Janko's second son. I'm just being sympathetic to a willful victim of a scam!"

"Scam?" Helen gaped in shock.

"What scam?" Frank was actually curious as to what the woman would say too, especially now when she was drunk and incoherent.

"You're being scammed, Helen!"

Luna pointed at Frank smugly as if she had won, her tone then changing sharply as she said, "I've done my homework before I came to the city, y'know. The Four Families of Morhen each control a different field in the country—military, business, martial arts, and showbiz.

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 933-"However!"

Luna then reached out to smack Ned repeatedly on the cheek, chuckling.

"There's one other family that one must never underestimate too… and that's the Janko family. Rumor has it that they're ready to replace the Lawrences, who are falling into decline."

Leveling a look of pity at Helen, Luna grinned. "So, do you really think that the heir to such a grand dynasty of enormous influence would go out of his way to help you with something so frivolous? That's what I've been saying all along.

you've been scammed!"

Luna then clapped Ned on the shoulder while sneering, "You really know how to put up an act, kid. How much did Frank spend hiring you? Honestly, did you forget about bringing bodyguards? I guess those clothes must have cost you your entire budget, huh?"

Ned smacked her hand away before she could reach his shirt and turned toward Frank. "Who is she, Mr. Lawrence?"

"Helen's cousin. Just ignore her," Frank said, shooting Luna a look of contempt.

"Oh, you're going to keep up with the act?"

Luna snickered and planted herself on the table, grinning at Frank. "You ruined my love life, Frank, so I'll make you pay!"

"Ruined your love life?" Frank was simply mystified.

Even Helen was shaking her head. "Luna, Frank was the one who exposed Cato McCoy, and you should be taking him. He bailed us out before we suffered major losses, and he saved your life."

"Bleh!"

Luna spat on the floor boorishly before wheeling on Frank, glaring at him viciously. "Saved my life?

Him?! No thank you! If not for him, Cato would've accepted me!"

"What an idiot."

Frank was at a loss for words—how Luna's mind worked was really an enigma.

Helen was shaking her head too. "If you don't want to thank Frank, then fine.

We're talking shop right now, so move aside with your shenanigans."

"No!" Luna bellowed. "Frank called Cato a scammer, didn't he?! Well, I suspect that this man with him is a scammer too! There's no way the real Ned Janko would come just because Frank called—who does he think he is?!"

"Really?" Ned stood up, finally having enough. "So you're doubting my identity, woman?!"

"Exactly!" Luna scoffed. "It doesn't matter how you bastards try to pretend—you aren't from the Janko family. At most, you'd be a paid actor here to scam our money!"

"Heh…" Ned laughed despite himself, but soon leveled a stern look at the unreasonable woman. "Well, since you're convinced I'm a scammer, I'll invite Mr.

Lawrence and Ms. Lane to my family's estate for a visit. I don't think anyone's here busy anyway."

"Uh, what?" Helen was hesitant.

If Ned was really who he claimed he was, things would end badly for Luna for doubting and belittling him.

In the end, she was still Helen's cousin, and Helen could not watch as Luna walked straight to her death.

Moreover, Ned had offered them an acceptance test before taking payment.

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 934-The fact that Ned offered to take payment after building the mansion already disproved Luna's insistence that it was a scam. If anything, asking for a single full payment after the acceptance was a gesture of faith—that they really were not eager for their money.

If anything, Luna was obviously trying to harass Frank, as she was taking out on him the disdain Cato showed him.

Though Frank was the one who saved her from that conman, she somehow considered Frank the reason her love life went up in smoke.

She wanted Frank to suffer because she did!

"In that case…"

Frank was just about to take up Ned's invitation to visit Janko Gardens and disappoint Luna when Helen's phone rang.

"Sorry, I have to take this." Helen smiled apologetically at Ned as she hurried away.

At the same time, Luna was still rambling on. "Hah! Just look at you pigs. I can tell you're all involved in this scam, refusing to show proof. I'll call Mommy! I'll tell her that you ruined my love life and harassed me—"

"What?!"

That was when Helen exclaimed in shock and disbelief.

"What's wrong, Helen?" Frank got up, asking in concern.

"I-It's my mom." Helen turned toward him, her cheeks turning pale in panic.

"She's been kidnapped. and the ransom is three billion dollars."

"What?"

Frank was sunned—Gina Zonda, kidnapped!

"Hahaha! That's what you villains deserve!" Luna laughed gleefully just then, leaving everyone frowning.

Frank turned toward Ned solemnly just then and apologized. "I don't think I'll be visiting your family estate for today. As you can see, we're having a little trouble."

"It's no issue. Should I look into this and find out who's ransoming Ms. Lane's mother?"

Ned asked, perfectly patient. "For all I know, the major players around the city wouldn't sink that low as to ransoming. I just have to send out my people, and we'll find out who they are soon enough."

"Then I'll be counting on you."

"It's really nothing." Ned smiled and whipped out his phone to make a call.

"Yeah, it's me. Someone's been kidnapped, so ask around… Look into the outskirts of South Morhen, to be specific… Alright. I'll be waiting."

After giving those instructions, Ned hung up and smiled at Frank and Helen.

"Don't worry—us Jankos have some influence. My people will have something soon enough, and a word from me might be enough to ask for Mrs. Lane's release."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Janko." Helen nodded gratefully.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Janko." Luna mimicked her sarcastically. "Still keeping up the act? Don't you ever get sick of it?"

Nonetheless, Ned's phone rang after they waited with bated breath for five minutes.

He quickly answered. "Yeah. Did you get anything?"

"No, sir, nothing."

The man on the other end sighed exasperatedly. "None of the boys heard anything about kidnappings, though there's been word about some Talnamese folks prowling around the abandoned factory district. That's the only oddity."

"Talnamese?" Ned did a double take. "What are they doing here in Draconia?

Are they suicidal, barging into our country in broad daylight?

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 935-Talnam was a country neighboring Draconia down south.

Things had always been hostile between them, and border conflicts were frequent.

In fact, if not for the intimidating presence of the Lord of the Southern Woods in Southdam, one could expect more skirmishes and intrusion into the country.

After all, he was the most feared Draconese in Talnam.

As such, this kidnapping was utterly bizarre—what could possibly have driven the Talnamese to sneak into Morhen, the very heart of Draconia?

And being the Lord of the Southern Woods' son, Frank, had no reason to ignore the kidnapping, whether it was for Gina's sake or his inherited distaste for the

Talnamese.

After some thought, he nodded. "In that case, I'm going over. The fact that the Talnamese are showing up in the country means things are probably more complicated than we think."

Ned nodded in turn. "Then I'm coming with you."

Frank agreed reluctantly—he would rather not, but he needed directions or he would have trouble finding the right place.

Helen then asked, "What about me^?"

"You stay put," Frank said and slammed a palm on the table while shouting, "Hux Darman!"

"What?!"

"Did I hear that right?!"

The other guests in the bar were left stunned by Frank's shout.

After all, they were deep in Sunblazer territory, and Hux had just been appointed boss of the gang.

Everyone would address him as boss and all, and was it not suicidal to call him by name?!

"Who was that? Who has a problem with me?!" Hux was snapping as he strode out of the other end of the bar, a group of Sunblazers in tow.

However, his savage scowl faded as soon as he saw Ned and Frank, and he was suddenly all smiles. "Oh! Welcome, Mr. Lawrence and Mr. Janko! You could have told me you're coming!"

He then turned and slapped one of his men across the face, snapping, "What the hell are you doing? Why didn't you tell me they were here? I'll kill you if they get upset!"

"But you told us to drink with you, Mr. Darman…" The bartender scowled miserably.

"How dare you talk back to me!" Hux slapped him again and pointed at the bar.

"Go, fetch the best wine we have. If either Mr. Lawrence or Mr. Janko leaves dissatisfied, this bar is closing down!"

"O-Okay!" The bartender stammered even as he ran off.

"It's fine, Hux. We just needed a place to talk shop." Frank waved him off before saying seriously, "I have something serious to do. Could you escort these two ladies to this address? There's a cottage belonging to a Mr. Nash Yego."

"Oh, okay." Hux scratched his head, a little disappointed. "Alright, I'll get some men right away. By the way, I got my hands on a brand new car. It's nice, look —"

"It's alright. You can keep it." Frank turned him down and glanced at Helen.

"That cottage was where I've been staying. Mr. Janko and I will look for your mother in the meantime. Stay put, and don't go anywhere else."

Helen was left puzzled. "Is this really necessary?"

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 936-Helen certainly did not understand why Frank would go all out, even sending for bodyguards.

"It is." Frank nodded solemnly, and he was concerned over none other than the Talnamese's presence here.

The only person who had a connection with them was most likely Frank himself.

After all, the Talnamese still held a grudge for the time when the Lord of the Southern Woods led an insurgency into Talnam and almost abducted their king.

As the only son of the Lord of the Southern Woods, Frank was worried that the Talnamese were after him.

And those folks were known for their savagery—if they really had Gina, Frank would not risk letting Helen get caught by them too.

And most of all, he would not allow himself to be used as a bargaining chip against his own father. He would rather die than allow himself to get involved with that man again, especially if it was because of his own competence.

With that, Frank brought Ned along in his Maserati and drove straight to the outer reaches of South Morhen.

Ned had made many calls along the way, and it took them half an hour to find the right factory, which also took them out of Morhen borders.

"It's not my fault, Aunt Gina!" Cindy Zonda sobbed in that factory, leveling a guilty stare at Gina.

She was left battered all over with blood-red lines lining her skin, clearly having been whipped repeatedly.

"You little…" Gina could snap right then.

She was tied to a pipe. She had also been beaten up and could not speak coherently, aside from mumbling the occasional curse.

"It's not my fault!" Cindy bawled. "It was that ruby. Turns out it belonged to Talnamese royalty! It's a national treasure, but he somehow stole it and gave it to us. He clearly wanted us dead! That's why I was captured when I headed abroad. We'd get killed if we didn't get the ruby back! I have no choice, Aunt Gina!"

"And you sold it for just 500 million!" Gina almost choked right then, while disappointment welled up within her.

It turned out that everything Frank said was the truth—the ruby was worth ten billion dollars, but Cindy had to sell it for just 500 million, which she proceeded to squander abroad.

"Heh. I really don't care how much you sold it for."

A scrawny dark-skinned man strode over just then, brandishing his whip as he sneered. "Bring us the ruby, or you'll die painfully. Trust me—none of you will like the feeling of insects crawling in your belly. The sounds they make when they eat your innards…"

As he walked up to Cindy with a savage smile, Cindy said in anguish, "Please don't kill me! I'll definitely get the rub back, don't worry! Right, Aunt Gina?!"

Knowing that Cindy had dragged her into this, Gina had no choice but to clench her jaw and nod.

"J-Just don't hurt us. I can make a call. I'll ask someone to bring the ruby to you," she said.

A flip phone was thrown at her nonchalantly right then.

"Do it now!" The Talnamese man urged her, growling.

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 937-Picking up the phone with shaking fingers, Gina dialed a number, and her call was soon answered.

"Hello? Frank? It's me, Gina… I've been kidnapped, and they're demanding three billion dollars… Yes, three billion. Please, can't you and Helen do something? Take a loan from Ms. Turnbull or something? I'm begging you.

they're going to kill me."

Gina felt utterly drained after the call.

Never could she have imagined the day would come when she had to beg Frank to save her.

The sheer humiliation left her hanging her head, especially after Frank replied nonchalantly over the phone, "Calm down. It's just three billion."

He was certainly in no rush.

If anything, Gina believed that her death was exactly what he wanted—he could do anything he wanted with her daughter at that point, and no one would dare to take Helen's side.

A venomous look appeared on her face at the thought, and she promptly sat up, flashing a fawning smile at the Talnamese. "Gentlemen, it's better to look into my son-in-law than myself. He was the one who gave that ruby to my daughter as a gift."

"What?!" The Talnamese were stunned as Gina offered details about where they got that Ruby.

"Yeah! That's right!" Cindy smacked herself on the head, exclaiming in delight, "How could I have forgotten? Frank Lawrence gave us that ruby! Just bring him in, and you'll find where the ruby is!"

"Exactly," Gina agreed, gulping as she continued, "Let me call him again and lure him here. After that, you can take him down. you can release us after that, right? You already took my two billion dollars anyway. We are absolutely worthless to you anyway."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Cindy nodded enthusiastically.

"Cap?" One of the Talnamese turned toward the shadows.

There stood a burly bald brown-skinned Talnamese, who was clearly the leader of the thirtyish Talnamese hiding in the factory.

"I think the women are right. We should just let them go."

"No, we have reason to keep them here. Let's use them as bait and lure in the one who took the ruby."

"But the longer we stay in Draconia, the riskier it'd be."

While the Talnamese were busy discussing the issue, their leader Talc raised a hand to stop them.

He spoke coolly, "It's thanks to our people watching the Draconian black market that we found out our national treasure fell to the hands of scum. But it's true as you say—the longer we stay here, the riskier it gets…. So, this is what we're going to do. Tie up those two, as they will serve as bait. Once the man they spoke of shows up, I'll take him down. The king has decreed that we must recover the crown jewel, even if we die trying!"

"For Talnam!" he roared.

"For Talnam!" his men echoed.

Gina was certainly delighted that the Talnamese accepted her suggestion and became a turncoat right then.

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 938-"By the way, you have to be careful," Gina warned the Talnamese. "He's a martial artist or something."

It only left the Talnamese laughing.

"Don't worry, we're all martial artists too!"

"Hell, Talc is Ascendant rank!"

"Oh, we're really not worried about some Draconian martial artist. Not many people can best Talc in a fight, save for the Lord of the Southern Woods!"

For some reason, Gina felt a gnawing sense of foreboding as she watched the Talnamese joke among themselves confidently.

"You're so smart, Aunt Gina!" Cindy praised.

"Shut up! It's all your fault!" Gina snapped, and Cindy awkwardly turned away.

Gina was not about to play nice, and Cindy knew that after selling the ruby for just 500 million and spending everything in just a week.

In fact, the Talnamese planned to squeeze Cindy for five billion when they learned about the ruby falling to the black market, and they needed that much to buy it back. And since she did not have the money, she had to stage her own kidnapping to lure Gina to South Morhen, while getting the two billion dollar check Helen brought over for the mansion project.

Naturally, Gina could not afford the remaining three billion either and had to call Helen, staging yet another kidnapping like Cindy did.

However, there was no guarantee Helen could bring the three billion, so Gina sold out Frank as well just to be sure.

She did not care about him at all anyway, and her family might well have a lot less problems if he got killed.

That was what she told herself even as she called Frank and told him where they were.

Screech— Frank jammed his foot on the brakes, stopping his Maserati outside one of the abandoned factories in South Morhen.

He and Ned alighted, managing to arrive quickly thanks to the details Gina had provided.

They looked around—there was no one in sight ready to ambush them, so the Talnamese must be here.

Ned then nodded solemnly at Frank. "My people are coming. They'll hang back and jump in if anything happens."

"Good. None of them must be allowed to escape," Frank said bluntly, having a feeling his identity might be exposed.

Ned nodded again. "Understood!"

They strode into the factory together.

It was already evening, and there was nothing lighting up the interior of the factory, leaving it pitch black.

As such, the vast entrance appeared to be the gaping maw of some behemoth, and Frank and Ned appeared to be food walking right inside.

"Welcome, gentlemen. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

A hollow laugh resounded in the factory, and soon the interior lit up, flashing Ned and Frank for a moment.

Frank was immediately on his toes and only lowered his hand when he saw that no one was attacking.

Looking around, he asked quickly, "So you really are Talnamese. What are you doing here in Draconia?"

"What, you ask?" the voice from before asked in return before laughing

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 939-"That should be what we're asking!"

A burly figure leapt down from the room, landing with a thud.

Several figures appeared at the entrance at the same time, cutting off their escape.

"You know these women?" Talc then pointed at Gina and Cindy, who were both panicking.

"Hmm?"

Frank frowned—he was only aware that Gina was kidnapped, and surprised that Cindy was there too.

Still, Cindy reminded him of the crown ruby that Fenton delivered, and he knew right then that his hunch was right.

Cindy had sold it off while lying to Gina that it was not worth much and traveled abroad to spend that money.

Now, it seemed that the Talnamese had traced the clues from the black market back to her and caught her.

He was inwardly relieved, as the Talnamese were not aware who he was.

He was fine if they were only after the crown ruby, but he would be worried if they were after him for revenge, since he was the Lord of the Southern Woods' son.

His father had been bullying the Talnamese aplenty, and it was not surprising if he resorted to something drastic.

"Just let them go. I gave them the ruby—they don't know anything," he said, scowling even before Talc could say a word.

Gina did a double take in the distance. "Frank Lawrence—"

"Save it. I wouldn't care if it wasn't for Helen." Frank snorted.

His cold reaction naturally vaporized the guilt that Gina was just starting to feel.

"Haha… Interesting." Talc chuckled, pointing at Gina. "You might not be aware, but that woman lured you here. She told us that you're a martial artist and told us to be careful."

Ned glared furiously at Gina and Cindy right then, while Frank remained nonchalant. "I could guess. It'd be weird if they didn't betray me."

"Frank Lawrence!" Gina snapped right then. "Are we that heinous to you?"

"Are you not?" Frank sneered in turn, looking at them nonchalantly. "Or are you saying that you didn't?

Gina pursed her lips but could not say anything against that.

On the other hand, Cindy snapped stubbornly, "We just want to live! And it's all because of the ruby you gave us—none of it is our fault!" "Really?" Frank shook his head in disdain. "Did you think this would have happened if you didn't sell the ruby to the black market? And you're now blaming me for giving you that ruby. Neither of you have a conscience, do you?"

Frank's words were right and just, and even Ned sighed. "I could put everything together from just that… And I'm really impressed by your upbringing, Mr.

Lawrence. I would've let them rot if I were you."

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage Chapter 940-Ned then smirked. "I guess I can understand why Ms. Lane is your ex-wife and not still married to you."

"Heh." Frank chuckled contemptibly.

"That's enough. I have no time for your squabbles!"

Talc barked as he strode up, glaring coldly at Frank, his red eyes ferocious as a wolf's. "Either bring us the ruby, or you will all die. Now, choose!"

"Is there a third option?" Frank asked calmly after a brief silence.

"A third option?" Talc was taken aback, not quite understanding what Frank meant.

"I'm choosing the third option," Frank continued, his tone and presence turning from calm to cold, and the room actually turned chilly. "You Talnamese have barged into Draconia's borders and abducted our citizens. The sentence for you is death!"

Frank bellowed, his pure vigor bursting into a violent storm that left even Ned stumbling beside him.

"Mr. Janko!" Frank turned towards him, saying quietly, "Please protect the hostages. The Talnamese will be staying here. forever! Death Eater!"

With a quiet bellow, blood-red pure vigor erupted away from Frank, building a field of crimson even as his expression contorted with savagery.

"D-Death Eater?! That's the Lord of the Southern Woods's. No!!!"

Talc realized what was happening as soon as he saw the blood-red pure vigor pouring toward them like a dense cloud.

"Run!"

"What the."

"He's the Lord of the Southern Woods' son!"

"What was that, cap?!"

The Talnamese were terrified after hearing their captain's shouting.

There was no doubt that they were deeply afraid of the Lord of the Southern Woods, not just of his power but of his feat in the past.

The man charged alone into the capital. He was unstoppable with the Death Eater, getting stronger the more he fought and leaving a path of carnage in his wake.

It took Talnam over a decade to recover from that debacle.

"Are you running? Too late! You will all die for intruding on Daconia soil!" Frank bellowed, his pure vigor unfurling across every direction.

Three of the weaker Talnamese dropped to their knees, and one of them suddenly felt his neck twist lopsided, collapsing on the floor and dying from sheer terror.

"Run… I-I'll stop him!"

Talc could see that things were going badly very quickly and gritted his teeth as he leapt five feet into the air toward Frank.

"Wyvern Claws!" he bellowed, casting an emerald projection of draconic talons over his hand, even as he streaked menacingly towards Frank.

"Hah! Stealing our techniques and using it on our citizens? What a joke! Let me show you the real deal!"

Frank bellowed and cast a blood-red projection of draconic talons over his hand too.

It was basically solid, with even the scales on the talons visible, even as a draconic roar resounded.