Frank just stared at them calmly.
His blade was unsheathed and dripping with blood.
"ah?" It wasn't until this very moment that the man called Worm realized that his cheek had been cut in that brief moment.
"Are we doing this or not?" Frank spoke with an irritated tone.
He had been standing there for a good few seconds, and they just kept staring at him without making a move.
"Gladly," the tall man known as Worm said angrily, wanting to regain face after being humiliated just a second before.
"Wet blade," the worm whispered under his breath as he cut forward.
Frank, seeing this, immediately used his blade to defend.
"clang"
However, once again
The tall man called Worm was sent flying back.
This not only made him frown, but the bulky man also did the same.
In just one exchange, the difference in power was so clearly defined.
"The three of you should come at me together." Frankenstein abruptly yelled
"Good observation," said a voice from behind Frankenstein.
