"If I've lost my son, I'll just have another."
Damn it, how many sons does Wozworth that old fart have? When you have so many sons, the death of one or two doesn't even register.
Qin Chu's voice echoed in Florence's ears, paralyzing her. Overcome with grief, she collapsed, unable to cry. Even if she could have another son, it would no longer be Onions.
Her Onions was gone.
Even if she wanted another child, with whom could she have it?
In fact, Florence knew when she saw the strange scales begin to emerge on her son's body that he was doomed. She simply didn't want to accept the reality.
It was Qin Chu's slap and curse that startled Florence out of her illusions, forcing her to confront the bloody reality before her.
Onions was not yet dead, his wounds slowly healing.
Although he had mutated into a monster, Onions's strength was far inferior to Karsas's. The monster he'd become was not on the same level.
