"See that?" Bryce yelled, his face flushed with adrenaline and arrogance. "That’s what happens when a father raises a weak, fragile son! Society wants to coddle these kids. The world won't coddle you! If your parents make you soft, you become a victim!"
The crowd was stunned into silence. A few of Bryce’s loyal sycophants cheered, but most parents looked on in horror.
In the back row, something ancient and terrifying woke up inside Garrett Danner. The vow he had made to Sarah was to protect Milo. He realized now that protecting his son sometimes meant reminding the world that monsters still exist.
Garrett didn't shout. He didn't run. He stood up, his heavy work boots thudding against the wooden bleachers. The sound was rhythmic, methodical, and chillingly calm. He stepped over the barrier and walked onto the pristine training mat in his street clothes.