Emily Lynch stood in front of her broken store, having not been severely injured apart from Nathan Taylor and Peter Stephens's group.
Old Man Lynch came out when he heard the commotion.
"What happened to you?"
"Just a small injury, it's a long story."
Emily walked in and applied some medicine on her wound.
Old Man Lynch sat across from her, his face solemn.
"Tell me, what happened?"
"The Taylor and Stephens families attacked the Slaughter Squad."
Old Man Lynch frowned, "Are they asking for death?"
Emily looked at Old Man Lynch, "Dad, if I remember correctly, every generation of the Slaughter Squad's captain is someone with special abilities."
"Yes."
"But at that scene, I forgot how he attacked. When we all reacted, we already looked like this."
It was as if they had suddenly forgotten the scene of the attack.
Old Man Lynch's eyes darkened, "You mean he has the ability to erase memories."
Emily pursed her lips, "I don't know."
Because she had forgotten.
