BOOM!!
The silver blade collided with the black arc.
The darkness split apart under the force of Arnold's attack, scattering into fragments of shadow that dissipated into the air.
Arnold stared at Amon. "Amon, please listen!"
But Amon didn't lower his sword. "I'm not angry because you sent me there."
His voice was filled with fury. "I'm angry because you knew something was going to happen!"
Arnold's expression stiffened.
Amon's eyes burned with anger. "You knew something was going to happen in Mistvale Town!"
He stepped forward.
"You knew all those people were going to die!"
His voice grew louder.
"All those people..."
His grip trembled around the sword.
"All those children..."
The memories flashed through his mind, where all the children in orphanage were dead. All the people of the town and even his seniors, all died, leaving him and Selena alone.
Blood, destruction and lastly the death.
Amon's expression became even colder.
"And yet..."
