"Are you just going to keep shouting like an Idiot or are you actually going to do something!? You are usele-"
Before Thronton could say anything else, Cyneheard appeared in front of him, grabbed his face, and smashed it into the floor.
*Whoosh*
*Bam*
*Crash*
"Ugghh!"
Cyneheard didn't stop there, after pummeling his son into the ground, he kicked his face, his body flew back and clashed with the wall.
In just two moves, Thronton's face was crushed and disfigured and the only thing he could do was groan in pain.
"Uggh…"
All his anger and irritation at being compared to his brother faded away.
Cyneheard glanced at Thornton and spoke in a cold tone,
"I think you forgot who actually makes the rules here just because you have been leading this house for too long."
"…"
Thornton didn't say anything.
For some reason, seeing his son lying around like that annoyed Cyneheard even more.
