Chapter 22: Wolf Head Blade, Golden Severing Blade

"Archie Cutmore, didn't you already figure it out?" Dorothy Scurr let out a cold laugh. "Why bother asking? I was going to play with you a little before killing you, but you just had to be difficult. Fine. I'll have Brother Adam send you on your way!" With an arm wrapped around Dorothy, Adam Warth shot Archie a lofty glance, contempt written all over his face. He looked at Archie the same way Maxwell Yale had that day, as if Archie was nothing worth noticing. Dorothy had told him Archie had won...