Casper looks. Bob doesn't, and neither does Casper's dad. In an instant the paper starts to decay midair, the remnants just flopping on the ground. The man raises an eyebrow.

"Now that's just rude. I don't even know your name." Casper looks up and bites his lip for a moment.

"It's fine, Dad. Let's just go." "Now, now. Someone's trying to attack me. Some kind of binding seal, from what I could see. You don't just throw that at someone without retaliation."

Casper hesitates a moment and takes a deep breath. He can't let Shang Beida get hurt - so he grabs his father's arm and tries to pull him away. The man's eyes flick down to the teenager and he twists his hand so it makes contact with Casper's arm. Immediately the demigod lets go and steps back, coughing as a thin string of bloody ichor dribbles out of his mouth.

"You've never touched me like that before. This is why you don't. You're such a disappointment..."