"You…"
Ramis recovered from Riley's attack in no time at all, but not fast enough to save his son's head from being decapitated and then pinned through Emis's stomach like they were some sort of street barbecue from the deepest parts of hell.
"What about me, Ramis?" Riley did not seem to care at all that the energy Ramis was emitting was causing all the wildlife, and even the plant life around them to die—no. Perhaps he did care, and was even finding it amusing; amusing to the point that he grabbed the spear that was pierced through Ram's head and Emis's stomach; pinning both to the ground before stepping on Emis's head,
"Perhaps worry about me less and more your children," Riley whispered as he started spinning and moving the spear, causing Emis to let out a muffled scream. If Riley was truly just spinning t, she probably wouldn't even feel that much pain. But what Riley was doing was not just a simple twist or spin… he splintered the spear, practically grating Emis's insides,
