Emerald shattering in his hand, he roared in pain as the cold set in immediately. Gem having exploded in a black flame, the curse had the flame turning into gnarly vines that sprouted the lethal flowers. Wrapping up his arm and poisoning him, it was him being a witch that saved him from immediately dying.
But as he grew light head and couldn’t stop the flower as he tried to push his son back, Richter kept fighting though.
“IT’S MINE!” His roar cleared out the remaining fog as he bellowed, “This is MY coven, my rules, my house! You all will listen to me!”
He sent Richie flying back hard and the young man lost his breath for a moment as his father celebrated by attempting to turn back to Tabatha. Having managed to get up and further away from him, Richter didn’t care as she glared at h
