The old warlock hastily undid his transmogrification and leaned on the bed as he coughed out blood. His face turned pale and nearly white as he took in raspy breaths. Yet his old eyes were fixated on his grandson in front of him. A new arm had replaced the empty spot on Fenton's right shoulder though it was now covered in blood.
Fiona, Selena and Stephen rushed in as they heard the painful cries of Fenton.
Tricia sobbed out and wiped her tearful eyes as she looked worshipfully at the old man who had sacrificed his lifespan and strength for her son. To this tough yet kind old man, she had always had nothing but pure respect from the rest of the family. Although she did have a slight soft spot for Selena.
