Dalton went over to help Armando up. Dad roared in anger at seeing how much care the guys were showing for each other. He charged toward them, I put a shield spell spell around them.
"Get your f*****g hands off my son, you...!"
"Enough, what the hell is your problem!?" I finally yelled at Dad.
"Can't you see it?!" He glared over my shoulder.
"Are you okay?" Dalton whispered, but I heard him, and I also heard my brother groan.
Keeping the shield up, I walked over to him, and checked him myself. His eye was slowly swelling up, he had a busted lip, and from the way he stood, he probably had bruised or broken ribs.
"Jacelyn, take Armando to the medical room. I think he has a busted rib."
Jacelyn moved forward, and through the shield. Then he led my brother and Dalton to the medical r
