My internal system regulators try to lower my blood pressure and body temperature but I mentally shut them down.
I don’t want to be calm. I want to rage. I want to destroy. I want to rip him apart. I want to slice his face into pieces so small not even his mother would recognize him.
Instead, I go to my knees.
“How pathetic and weak you’ve grown. Quite sad.” His grin widens.
A soft sob comes from Tilly’s direction, the sound crushing my heart into something cold and dead.
“Beg for this human’s wretched life, and that of your son.” The teeth in his smile remind me of a shark right before it snaps off a leg. “Perhaps I’ll be merciful.”
I force my throat to work, then open my mouth and—
Boom!
A deep vibration shakes the floor. The wall to my left disappears in a cloud of smoke. The one overhead light flickers, then goes out, throwing the room in blackness.
