When Herne joined up with the U.S. cavalry as a scout he had to expect trouble.

A band of renegade Sioux bent on wiping out the hated white-man - that was trouble he knew about.

But he hadn't reckoned on trouble from his own side.

Trouble in the form of foul-mouthed Sergeant Chance Lattimer who swore that he'd see Herne in Hell ...

White Eagle jabbed his left foot firmly down into the ground and swung his right arm down and round. Henderson screamed and half-turned and the edge of the blade sliced through the top of his left shoulder, at the back, carving the flesh like freshly-hung meat, opening it so that it showed white and red ...