The same thing he did to Mago. Her body is weak and her artillery isn’t even that strong enough to fight but still she chose to. The impact almost killed her, leaving her immobilize just after a single blow.
“Shut up! Shut up… I said shut up!” Castor cried, his fingers are dragging the skin of his face downwards as his snots and tears drenched his ugly features.
“You’re always like that dad!” he yelled, his weight crushed Luna’s body, “you’re always mad so my mom is always sad!”
“You don’t know when to stop so mom did it for you.” He mumbled, kneeling beside her. “Always, you’ve always said you love me but no you don’t. I can always tell what exactly is in your mind.”
If insanity brought by anger, sadness, and guilt has a face then this should be it.
“Even though how many times yo
