"I can smell great fear; tell me, have you ever felt true fear before you, have you? You would never have known true fear. Until you met me, isn't that right, Alton Brantley."
Alton's heart dropped back down as his voice stuttered, trying to let any sort of words out. Licking his lips, trying to put on some false confidence, Alton spoke up, uncertain of his future. "How do you know who I am?"
Kira and Shane both glanced at each other just as lost as the Blight Father cleared his throat, grinning. "I know everything about you, Alton. You have gone through so many losses betrayed and abandoned you truly feel alone. You feel guilt, anger, despair. The guilt you weren't strong enough to protect them. Anger that they left you for no good reason and despair over the fact things could have been different. Even to this day, you still blame yourself for what happened to Percy Misharp."
