Westin's sudden movement startled Carson, but he was paralyzed and could only watch helplessly.
The dagger pierced into the skin before it was stopped by an invisible force.
Seconds later, the patterns on Westin's face seemed to come to life, retreating from his face to his neck where they finally calmed down.
Westin's face emerged, resembling Carson's closely but with a more mature masculine visage, and the blackness in his eyes receded like a tide, leaving his pupils sparkling once again.
At the same time, Carson felt a release, and all the restrictions on him were lifted.
Carson blurted out, "Dad?"
Westin's eyes suddenly reddened, and he reached out to touch Carson's face, his gaze full of excitement, yet he didn't utter a word.
