Chapter Twenty-five

KYLE'S P.O.V.

She dropped in front of me.

"Mum? What's wrong? M-um, p-lease wake up."

There was nothing, nothing but silence.

Maybe she can't hear me; I quickly got down on my knees, my hand automatically reached out to her face— Ahh! She's not breathing. I hurt her, I...I... let the demon drive...I messed up.

An angry growl came out of someone, followed by angry shouting but I blocked them out— mum has to wake up. I had to find a way.

Suddenly, one, two, three, four...Punches after punches. I felt my skull crack, a rib broke, the injured shoulder finally dislocated— good riddance.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" A loud voice cried out, and it all ceased.

Why did it end so soon? The punisher has to complete the punishment, the criminal —demon—deserves it all, he can't walk away from his penalty so effortlessly, he has to pay!

"Please get away from him, you're going to kill him."