"Erm, what is the fate boy?"
Silence.
That question seemed to have triggered a pause algorithm as every single person in this room became as still as a rock.
Ramon just stared in silence, awaiting his answer but he soon felt weird.
Umm, why was the room suddenly turning hot?
In the end, the deadlock was broken.
Randy looked at the old man one last time. "I'm sorry Gran Gran but I can't hold myself. If we keep on living in fear, Cold Town will stay like this forever".
"I won't be under your banner and protection forever".
"I'm an astral practitioner too, and one day, I'll also have to spread my wings and fly. I think that day is today".
With a difficult expression on his face, Randy turned to face the 2 boys. "Exactly 18 years ago, that was when the Butcher came into power in Cold Town".
"Then, I was still a fetus, but I heard stories".
