"Dad?"
Although he now looked different, Logan could clearly recognize the half-demon in front of him. He was Sam, Sam Evans, his father.
Sam strolled with a body that looked taller than before, his skin was darker, and his eyes were also red. And a horn came out of his forehead.
There was blazing black energy enveloping Sam's body. There was a sword in his hand that had also been broken that time, only half of it remaining.
Logan was silent. He didn't move an inch. He froze and didn't know what to do. His eyes were blank, looking at Sam, walking towards him.
"Dad? And you're okay, right? I know you're okay."
The blaze of energy in Sam's body went wild, and after that, the man sped up swiftly, slashing the tip of his sword right in Frost Golem Logan's face.
"Logan!!!"
The sword's tip almost hit Golem Logan's head, but the huge golem's body was pulled back as if some powerful energy was lifting it.
