The old man's movement had been fast.
Unexpected.
Sudden.
No one had the time to stop him before it had happened.
It just did.
A pause.
Shick written all over Sophia's face. Then a gut wrenching scream tore from within her chest.
"PAPA!!!"
It was accompanied by careless kicking and punching.
Strength had come from no where, as an elbow jabbed Black in the face, instantly letting her break free from his hold.
No one stopped her as she dove knee first beside him.
—blood gushed from the wound in alternating jets as she trued to seal it with a hand.
"No... no...no...no... Papa why dud you do that? Why dud you do that?"
Even as her hand trued to seal tge wound in his neck, it shook.
—Not because of the rushing blood, but because of fear.
Soren's mind suddenly flashed back. A familiar scene.
One that his many repeated days had nearly drowned in his soul.
But now, clear as the morning sun.
The day his father died.
