Chapter 692: Token Acquired

"Ah!" Amidst the whispers, Samson Vinaul's enraged shouts echoed nonstop within the barrier. Right now, he looked just as bad as Frank Yale, his form beaten beyond recognition. "What good is yelling?" Frank scoffed as he threw another powerful punch. This time, however, his fist moved noticeably slower, as if deliberately giving Samson an opening. And sure enough, Samson took the chance. "Attack!" Roaring, Samson swung his sword down. Blood splattered as Frank dodged the vital blow, but Samson's...