Chapter 91: Set Up

Inside an unremarkable Blood-Sweat Steed, Dylan Heyland stared at Holden Duffus with a feverish intensity that made the hair on Holden's arms stand up. Holden shifted away, frowning. "Young Master Heyland, why are you looking at me like that?" Dylan rubbed his hands together. The swaggering arrogance from their first meeting was gone, replaced by a face full of eager smiles. "Brother Duffus… how did you do it?" Holden blinked. "Do what?" "Sixth Grade!" Dylan's eyes shone with pure longing....