"Aww! You also have the ability to conjure things, like an armstrong," dad says, he slowly approached me..

"Yes and now let's put an end to everything," I said to him..

Dad nods, he takes the lead getting to meet me, when suddenly he falls to the ground, grunting in severe pain..

He yelled...

"Dad, are you okay?" I walked to him.. Smiling.

He looked at me, he was still in pain..

"What are you doing to me,?" he said, holding his hand to his head.

"What do you mean? It's called, blood spell, that kind whereby you feel like your body and your head is about to blow up,"...