"Father…?"
Renna had heard the stories—about how violent and cruel her father truly was. And even when those stories had already proven true, a small part of her still chose not to believe them.
But now, after what she had just witnessed…
…whatever shred of heroism Riley once held in her heart finally vanished.
And all Riley could offer in response was a quiet:
"Oh?"
He blinked a couple of times as he looked at the faces of his children. Then, casually, he turned to glance at himself, surrounded by the blood, guts, and shredded remains of Queen Vania's own children, their broken bodies floating aimlessly around him in the void.
He pushed the pieces away with a soft wave of his hand… and with a snap of his fingers, they disappeared. As if they had never been there at all.
"No…" Queen Vania gasped, her body trembling. How could she not?
