Meanwhile…
"Yah! Yah! Hah!" Chacha beat the makeshift dummy mercilessly until its neck was almost falling and its body riddled with tears.
"Yah! Hah!" The situation for Second's dummy was the same.
The two children unleashed their anger and frustrations in the clearing. Baby stood on the sidelines with a few of his colleagues, shaking their heads at the little master and miss. Their eyes veered to the pictures taped on the dummy's head.
It was Atlas's face.
"I will not forgive Daddy for hurting my mommy!" Chacha huffed sharply. "I will teach him a lesson."
"Chacha, practice more!" Second punched the dummy, then looked back at his sister. "We will challenge him later!"
"Mhm!"
And with that, the children continued their practice, dismembering the poor dummies.
"It's been a while since I saw the little treasures of the Zorken family throw a tantrum," one of the men watching them murmured.
