Chapter 38: Your backing doesn't stand a chance against me!

Angel Balam pressed a hand to her face and stared at Russell Garner in disbelief. "Dad, how could you-" "Shut up." He shot her a cold look. "Learn to read the room. When I'm talking, you keep quiet." Diego Santee was only in his twenties, yet he'd killed Winston-a master of flowing force-with a single palm strike. That meant his flowing force was at least perfected, maybe even touching the threshold of the Innate realm. With talent like that, if Russell could bring him into the Black Dragon...