The powerful elder, however, did not take it too well and soon enough a ball of fire of the Dark Arts was launched to smash me painfully against a wall.
Oh fuck !
The man without a backbone (figuratively speaking), broke mine (literally speaking now, ughh shit).
Max came rushing to my aide and angrily growled out, "Don’t you have any fucking conscience for your own daughter ?", he shouted at my father.
I was surprised that he was standing up for me even though my father had been anything but welcoming to him and I had kept my identity a secret from him since so many years !
I felt guiltier but I had to protect him right now and hence, I pushed him behind me when the crazy motherfucker flung a ball of fire in my mate’s direction.
"Oh I do have a clean conscience. It’s just that I haven't used it once until now", he laughed as he did not attack my mate anymore, after I kicked away the menacing Dark Arts weapon.