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, ring 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.


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    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? Toote! 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, copsing 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 ws!" 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.