Kraven mao get on top, his hands closing around Frank's throat. Frank's vision darkened as Kraven's grip tightened. He felt the darkness calling to him, a silent voice urging him to give in, to let go...but he couldn't. Not now. Not after all this time, the battles won, and the bloodshed. There are more criminals to kill, and more lives to save. Frank fought back, his fists flying at Kraven's face, but the man was like a monster. Impossible to take down.

  "AAAARRGGH!" Frank growled, and pushed up, knog Kraven off of him, his body burning with fury.

  With his st remaining strength, Frank reached his jacket and pulled out his handgun. He should be able to at least deal some damage at this cle. With a grunt, he emptied the entire clip into Kraven's chest. Kraven staggered back, a look of surprise on his face. But his injuries seemed minor, nothing fatal like all the bullets Frank fired meant nothing to him. His vest stopped the bullets. Although Kraven stop cars or trucks with his body, he was surprised to see that despite his vest, he was forced to stumble back.

  "Iing!" Kraven touched his chest. Blood trickled down from the single hole in his vest, "Even in that situation, you mao shoot all twelve bullets in a single line," He removed the vest, showing that only one bullet pierced through, while all razed, creating the same bloody wounds. But that didn't seem to affect his mood as he smiled, "Yes, you are worthy of a hunter, but far more inferior than me."

  "Cough! Cough!" Frank coughed as he sat up, leaning ba the wall, "Inferior. That's big ing out from a man with doping." He threw the empty gun and took out his two Swiss knives from his shocks. He somehow pushed through the pain and stood up once again. "Hufff! Hufff!" He was breathing hard. His body was screaming in pain. He was already at his limits, yet he pushed through all that.

  Kraven had never experienced such determination from any man or beast, and for the first time in his life, he wao respect his prey. "Maybe, I've uimated you," He wiped the blood flowing from his mouth. "Poison bullets?!" He touched his nose. "What the?!" He staggered as his vision blurred for a moment. He shook his head. 'Impossible. Something is affeg my body!'

  Kraven was shocked because his body was already poison-proof. Calypso's potions that he took years ago gave him immunity to any kind of poisons known to mankind. It is an important thing if you are a hunter since poison is used as a on against many species. And Kraven should not be poisoned easily, not even with a different chemical formu. It didn't affect him, but now he is poisoned! He couldn't believe it. But this heightened his excitement even more for the hunt.

  A worthy prey is putting up a better fight than he imagined! But who wouldn't like a good hunt?

  "I'll pull out that ribcage of yours as my trophy. But before that, you will tell me what kind of poison you used on me."

  "Hahaha! I have heard rumors of a hunter who took down aire herd of lions with nothing but his fists, but I had my doubts. I was a kid back then and thought it was just some rumors. I remember now, you are that Kraven. Look at you, a man over 70 years old looking like a 30-year-old man. They said you died in a war bombing. But then again, rumors are rumors," Frank stood up with his wobbly feet.

  "I was weak. Had to go for isotion for training. But if you know who I am, then you should know that there's no way yoing to escape my grasp," Kraven said as he ched his fists. He could feel a burniion spreading through his chest. He quickly pressed his pressure points, trying to eject the poison out of the bullet wound.

  "Yeah. Maybe I'll die. But I'll at least take an arm of yours with me. Oh, and don't worry, you'll also join me oher side soon enough. The guy who gave me that poison retty fident in its potent effect," Frank made a grin with his bleeding face. "Acc to him, there isn't a cure to his poiso's see how long that doping of yours holds."

  Frank dashed toward Kraven once again.

  Krave down on the ground like a cheetah. His fingers dug into the crete pavement, leaving long groves behind him. With a ferocious roar, he shot forward.

  While Kraven closed their distah a speed impossible to avoid, Frank calmly poihe two k the point of impact. He khat there was no way for Kraven to ge dires with that fast momentum. But to his surprise, Kraven flipped just before the impact, kig Frank's hands, causing the knife in his right hand to go flying across the alley. He couldn't hold the kh his bruised hand.

  Kraven didn't wait for Frank to recover. He swooped in for a tackle.

  "Slippery bastard!" Frank kicked the briear his feet, toward Kraven. Kraven immediately dropped to a croud tilted his head, dodging the brick, and springing right up to close the distaween them. He threunch at Frank's chest, but to his surprise, Frank caught his fist with ease with his injured hand and followed it up with multiple quick stabs on his right arm, severing his blood vessels.

  Blood spewed out like a sprinkler from Kraven's arm.

  Kraven stumbled back, "What the-?!" The body he honed for years, and the potions he drank for years to evolve and reach the pinnacle of human evolution was slowly falling apart. 'A mere metal knife ied such wounds.' He tried to put pressure on the wound, but the severed blood vessels would require proper medical aid. Then his eyes widened as he saw the blood around his arm, bubbling with a green tint. It was that poison again. That knife oisoned.

  Kraven who is used to fighting without a care of being poisoned slipped up a little because the poison usually seemed so insignifit to his body. So insignifit that even his self-healing could ha. But this... ging one's habits and battle style are two different things. Kraven as a veteran ge his battle style as required during battle, but his habit of not ign small wounds and poisons was what cost him this battle. The unknowing smile on Frank's face caused an unknown fury in him, "Castle!"

  He was uo restrain himself and charged toward Castle. "I will tear you in halves before the poisoo me!"

  "Angry are we? After doping, you are angry with me for using poison? Now that's hypocritical," Frank lowered his stance, holding the kightly. "Let's go."

  Kraven lowered his ter of gravity. With his legs coiled, ready to lunge forth with full force, "You are about to meet your doom!"

  But Frank already took too much damage. "Kuggg!" His right leg gave out as he stumbled.

  With a roar, Kraven lu Frank. Frank barely had time to react. He raised his arms to block, but Kraven's fist smmed into his forearm with bone-g force. Frank cried out as he felt his arm snap, pain radiating through his body.

  Kraven didn't stop. He grabbed Frank by the broken arm and twisted, elig another scream of agony from his prey. Frank sshed his arms again with the knife, but Kraven didn't care. With a savage grin, he kicked Frank's legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground.

  "Kuggg! Cough!" Frank tried to get up, but Kraven was on him again, stomping on his ribs with brutal force. Fra his ribs crader the onsught, each breath being a struggle. He tried to roll away, but Kraven's boot pinned him to the ground.

  "You see, Castle," Kraven said, leaning down to whisper in Frank's ear. "I don't fear death. Death is iable, and every predator is prepared for its eventual end. It's how we live that matters."

  With that, Kraven grabbed Frank's leg and twisted it violently. He screamed as his knee popped out of pce, the pain blinding him. Kraven lifted him and smmed him into the wall, leaving him crumpled on the ground.

  Frank's head lolled, barely scious.

  Kraven's eyes gleamed with a sadistic light. "Time to end this," he said.

  With a savage grin, Kraven raised his hand, his cws glinting in the dim light. He brought them down on Frank's chest, tearing through his flesh. But Frank didn't even have the energy to scream. Kraven didn't stop. He tio rake his cws across Frank's body, blood spttering the alley walls. Frank's screams grew weaker, his vision darkening. He could feel his life slipping away.

  Kraven's cws dug deeper, reag Frank's ribcage. With a siing ch, he began to pry Frank's ribs apart. Frank's visio bck as the pain became too much. His st thought was of his family.

  He failed.

  With a roar, Kraven wrehe ribs free and raised them high, triumphantly. "Fear is the essence of survival!"

  It was an uny night.

  Rain began to pour down, thunder rumbling in the clouds. A lightning fshed, followed by another, and then one more. Sooire area was lit by a few fshes, and the rain became violent like hail. The blood around Kraven had started to sizzle and mix with the green liquid.

  In seds, he felt the acid-like poison c through his veins. He felt areme burniion across his skiook out a syringe from his pocket and ied the fluid tained within it, hoping it would act against the poison, and end his suffering. All it did was slow it down as his vision was beginning to blur.

  Grabbing the ribcage of Frank in his hands. He turned around and began to walk away. His men were already waiting at the other end of the alley.

  Kraven stopped in his tracks, sensing massive bloodlust ing from his back. He has never felt a bloodlust this extreme in his life. The smell of blood became stronger as the winds were ging.

  He looked back.

  "KUGGG!!" Kraven staggered back. His right arm flew up high in the sky as blood squirted out like a fountain. He couldn't uand what had happened.

  "WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOING?"

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