Axel's POV “Frank,” I warned, already feeling a migraine stretch across my skull, “you don’t want to do this.” “Oh, but I do,” Frank hissed with a level of seriousness that was almost suicidal. “He called me Fraynik. I think everyone heard it.” Alex wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning so hard I nearly punched him myself. “Come on, Fraynik, it was just a little name-calling. You’re not still upset about that ridiculous ceremony where they announced you as 'Fraynik of the Eastern Hills', are you? gods, I still have nightmares about it.” Frank growled so loudly even the guards in the hallway flinched. “Okay, stop.” I stepped between them, planting a hand on each chest. “Frank, you will not win. You know why? Because you never win. The last time you challenged Alex, he knocked you out with a left elbow while humming Baby Shark. The time before that, you threw your back out growl, and the time before that, he made you tap out with one arm. Don’t do this.” Alex, stil
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