<I don't know, it seems right to kill him, but.....> Psycho looked back into his past, remembering the grief that old man had caused him. then he looked at him, lying there, almost completely frozen, and knew he couldn't kill the helpless man. He didn't know why, and he tried to shake it off. He forced himself to do it. He walked back over to him, looked a him with expressionless eyes, and began to focus his energy into his beams. The purple light began to glow from his hands, and he was ready to release it.