In her fury, Thea halted the sword just an inch from Hetsema’s throat.

Zella, hovering in the void, watched anxiously.

After a moment of silence, Thea turned her head to look at James. He wasn't stopping her, making her wonder if he cared for his son's life at all.

James slowly walked through the void. "If you've already calmed down, then withdraw your weapon. If not, you can kill them all."

Hearing his words, Zella was in disbelief.

Thea, however, snorted and withdrew the Taishi Sword, turning away with a face full of anger.

Ignoring her, James raised his hand, and his path source flashed. The two Hetsemas quickly merged into one, violently struggling within the amethyst-gold net.

"You rebellious son," James stared at him intently.

Hetsema snarled with anger. "Rebellious son? When have you ever considered me your son? You've only ever cared about Jacopo, Winnie, Noel, and even Xainte, who doesn't carry your surname. But me? No matter what I did, it was always wrong in your eye