Chapter 89: My name is Sterling!

He hadn't yet clawed back the Medicine Lord's terrifying battle power. But if Drakorn wanted him dead, he wouldn't go quietly. Even if he died, he would drag a few down with him-and Jules Lyson standing before him would be on that list. He took a deep drag and blew out a thick plume of smoke. Jules caught the wicked curve of his mouth, hazy behind the smoke, and gave a light cough. "Mr. Easton, relax; Drakorn didn't come to kill you." "We're here to solve a problem. And personally, I admire you." "The...