What A Mother.

Then the hand squeezed harder. Razor's eye almost popped out of his head. It was partly due to his shock and partly due to the hand of lightning squeezing him. 

"What are you doing Mother?" he asked in shock and trepidation. 

She didn't reply. She already said her goodbyes. There is nothing else she has or wants to say.

Razor panicked. He realized that they were no longer play fighting. His mother wants to kill him now. 

He realized something and his eyes widened further. "No, you can't be Mother. You are the plague."

She finally spoke, "Don't be stupid. There's no way anything could possess the Celestial Supreme. If that were true then we are all doomed."

He had to agree with her. After all, he should have sensed something wrong being this close to her. He would have known if she was possessed because of his title. But if she isn't possessed, why does she want to kill him. 

"Why?" he struggled to ask.