Chapter 15: Hard Measures

Hall Master Casson burst forward in a blur, fingers hooked into a savage claw that raked for Liam Cutmore's throat. It looked like an eagle's talon, gleaming with a cold, predatory sheen. Everyone present was stunned by the sheer sharpness of his opening strike. Even from a distance, they could feel the cutting edge in his palm, as if it could slice the air itself. "Hmph. Don't think you can slip our leash just because you're not the same as five years ago," Hall Master Casson sneered. "The Monkey...