Chapter 384: Who Might You Be?

"Spare me the talk. If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to torture me, then do your worst." Even with death breathing down his neck, Terry Yale stayed unbending. A man could die, but he could not bow his head. Besides, he still had Wyrm's Wrath as his last trump card. "Heh. You've got some backbone," Castiel Mabre said, a curl of mockery tugging at his mouth. "I'll say it again. Hand over the Black Tortoise Divine Skill and that cauldron, and I'll spare your life." Terry...