Seeing that one of the Sage Lake Sect apprentices was ready to run and tell the others, Quinn


    snapped, "Stop! Master Ocean has spoken—anyone who sees this must never breathe a word! Maron


    Ocean intends to kill him to im the title of chief, a crime most unforgivable! Stay here and keep


    watch. Make sure no onees in!"


    Quinn''s orders worked—at her words, the Sage Lake Sect apprentices stood in silence.


    All Maron told them was that the chief had been injured and incapacitated, not such outrage within their


    enve!


    "Heavens... Maron tried to kill the chief?! That''s his own father! How could he do this?!"


    "I-I don''t know. What the hell."


    "Wait, wasn''t Maron saying that Quinn Ocean died too? She''s alive and kicking!"


    While the sudden turn of events left the Sage Lake Sect apprentices dumbstruck, Quinn herself was


    anxious too, forgetting honorifics as she asked, "Frank. What do you think? Can you save him?"


    "Yes." Frank nodded, while subtly impressed at how low Maron would sink.


    Forget poisoning his own father—he resorted to one of the worst poisons ever known: the Gehennical


    Frost Scarab. Virtually untraceable, the victim would be caught in hellish extreme coldness that they


    could not hope to escape.


    The poison extended inside out, and neither vigor nor pure vigor could nullify it.


    The symptoms were exactly the symptoms Dahok exhibited: unresponsive to any stimulus as he was


    leftpletely paralyzed. They wouldy in a vegetative state while going through hell, and their mind


    would eventually break under torment, killing themselves to be free.


    And that was what made the Gehennical Frost Scarab the worst—it faded very quickly from the victim''s


    body, and it would appear as if the victim had killed themselves for no reason.


    Maron had certainly been meticulous.


    Still, Frank quickly went to work, whipping out his needles and thrusting one each into two of Dahok''s


    acupoints.


    At the same time, he infused his pure vigor into Dahok''s body, helping him gather the poison at the


    center of his median furrow.


    "Move!" he bellowed at Quinn as his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he shoved a blood drawing pill


    down Dahok''s throat.


    He then smacked Dahok on the chest, and his ribs actually cracked as they shattered.


    "What do you think you''re doing?!"


    "Stop right there, Frank Lawrence!"


    The Sage Lake Sect apprentices snapped in outrage, expecting him to save Dahok, only for him to


    break the man''s ribs!


    What was it if not opportune revenge?!


    "Stay away!" Frank bellowed when the Sage Lake Sect apprentices started toward him, sending them


    flinching and backing away.


    Even Quinn was confused, however. "Frank, what are you—"Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    "It''s fine," Frank growled, wiping the sweat off his brow and thrusting thest needle into an acupoint to


    the right of Dahok''s median furrow.


    Ssh!


    The instant he pulled it out, a jet of pungent ck blood shot out from the acupoint like a tiny geyser.


    One of the Sage Lake Sect apprentices just happened to be too close, and the ck blood sshed all


    over his hand.


    "Argh!!! Argh!!!" he screamed, even clutching his hand and rolling all over the floor!