"Amon, did you interfere with his mind in some way?"
As soon as they left the water park, justifying their actions, it was clear that no one would dare stop them, especially considering Amon's reputation.
"Yes, I induced a deep depression in him," Amon explained in a measured tone. "The intensity with which I applied it could make this condition permanent, almost like an indelible mark on his psyche. He will likely carry this emotional weight for the rest of his life."
There was no remorse or hesitation in his voice. Although Elijah shared the same blood as Amon, the latter no longer recognized him as family for a long time. To Amon, Elijah had become as irrelevant as a stranger passing by.
"He reaped what he sowed," Julia said, gripping the steering wheel. Noticing Elijah's surprise and fear upon seeing Amon, a pang of irritation struck her. She had always been astute in her observations.
