"F-Father!!" Kayden's voice trembled as he recoiled at the sight of Theo's limbless body, the grisly scene reminiscent of his own recent ordeal. The trauma of the moment was etched across his features, his eyes wide with fear as he sought solace in the familiar presence of his father.
"It's okay, no one is going to hurt you, my son," Richard reassured him, his voice a soothing balm to Kayden's frayed nerves. He sighed inwardly, understanding the profound impact this sudden turn of events had on his son. Kayden, like a frightened animal, sought refuge behind Richard, seeking safety in his father's protective embrace.
Beside Richard, Rock observed the scene with a quizzical expression, his gaze flitting between father and son. "Your son truly takes after you," he remarked, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of his lips.
