Chapter 12

Herkoen clutched his hand, which was bleeding uncontrollably, and stared up at the sky. The eagle had already flown away, but the resentment in his heart only intensified. By the time he let go of his hand, his finger had grown back. "Just you wait, Lester," he fumed to himself. "Over here, Mr. Wenley," someone called out. A few members of the coalition had been assigned to the outskirts of the city. They were unable to get in touch with Herkoen for a long time, so some of them decided to sneak in and see what was going on. On their way over, they happened to witness what happened, but they were too scared to step in until Lester was gone. Herkoen flexed his finger, which had just grown back. "Inform Chief Wenley that Lester has his hands on cobra offspring. Tell him to use all his power to get it back." "W-What?" The two coalition members who had shown up as backup were stunned. Did that mean Herkoen was a father? They exchanged glances, wondering if they had misheard him. "Ar