Chapter 653: The Sword is Unsheathed

The jeep screeched to a halt in a spray of gravel before the Tiger Regiment's forward command post, its engine barely silenced before Daniel Lyson vaulted out. He was a whirlwind of motion, covered in the grime of the jungle and the lingering scent of cordite, but his eyes burned with an electrifying intensity that cut through his exhaustion. Vincent and Adriel, equally battered but no less determined, followed close behind, their expressions grim and resolute. He bypassed the saluting sentries,...