Kane Rollins' display of raw power filled the entire Sterling family with confidence, as if victory was already in their grasp.
Indeed, for ordinary people, firearms were the ultimate weapon. And Kane had moved effortlessly under the fire of Caleb Bishop's twin pistols, even managing to banter casually throughout—dodging bullets like they were summer rain. The ease with which he commanded the battlefield was utterly terrifying.
Kane asked Elias Vance whether he had any more tricks up his sleeve. Elias said nothing, merely watching him with a detached, almost clinical gaze, as though observing an insect crawling across glass.
"Then I'll make my move!" Kane narrowed his eyes, his body coiling like a drawn bow, every muscle tensed and ready to release at any moment. "If you want to back ou
