Are All Women That Crazy?

Yren was frustrated.

Out of all the times that his mother picked sides, Yren had assumed that she would understand how important this was. So many had died already, and who knew if they were ramping up their hunting?

"Boy! Don't keep walking away from me!" Tybrus called to his son, making Yren turn around with a scowl.

"What, old fart?" Yren growled, and his father smacked him upside the head unexpectedly. "Hey!"

"Don't hey me. Since when did you become so irritable? Your mother, of all people, wants to do just as you said, but she knows that way isn't the answer! Do you think that woman would hesitate to take all her rage out on the people that locked her away? Come on, boy! Give your head a shake, ya know!" Tybrus growled back.

"So you think giving them a day to kill even more will be better? How many Demons do you think will show their faces? Better question, how do we tell them all, so they hear it?" Yren asked, trying not to snap at his father.