Brood Mother's energy was too familiar. It had a false sense of security. It was strong and ever-present. Lee Seng pushed himself out of the rubble, watching as the once familiar energy turn on him. Brood Mother's ghostly body protected her Son as her once warm eyes glared at Lee Seng.
"Who dares hurt my precious son?" Brood Mother asked as if she had just come out of nowhere and witnessed her precious child being bullied. She locked eyes with Lee Seng and a dissatisfied look grew on her face. "You. Did you do this to him?" She didn't recognize Lee Seng. She raised her spectral hand and motioned for Lee Seng to come.
Lee Seng was yanked out from the rubble, stumbling down the rubble. His legs had a mind of their own. He was walking straight towards the enemy. Brood Mother's spectral image was made of red and black smoke. She looked at him with red jewel eyes, studying the enemy.
