Crunch...
Dust rises sharply into the air.
The wind wasnât blowing that hard, but the sudden pressure felt entirely artificial.
Crack.
The ground begins to splinter.
What started as a small crack slowly expands, spreading endlessly.
The problem isnât just the cracking.
Sssaaaahhhh--!!!
The floor begins to blacken, as if charred.
And all of it originates from a single womanâs toe.
âYou.â
Cheonmaâs amethyst eyes gleam as she speaks.
âDo you want to die?â
Her voice resonates, the vibrations growing stronger with each word.
Rumbleâ! Though faint at first, the trembling doesnât stop, forcing those around to react.
âWhatâwhatâs happening?â
âThe ground... is shaking?â
âA noble collapsed...!â
Some people felt uneasy about the situation itself.
Others were panicking at the sight of Cheong Seon, who had already fallen.
And then.
âOh, fuck.â
I couldnât help but rub my face as I surveyed the scene.
RUMBLEâ!!!
Cheonma strides forward, radiating a dark, suffocating energy.
Unknowingly, I swallow dryly at the sight of her.
Every step she takes is heavy.
Her gaze, fixed ahead, is utterly emotionless.
Her aura pours out in waves, deadly and oppressive, prompting me to focus all my energy on my heart.
Thump! My heart pounds wildly as I channel my energy into my body, forcibly resisting the aura Cheonma exudes.
If I hadnât intervened, everyone nearby would have lost consciousness on the spot.
As I barely manage to suppress her power:
â...Shit.â
Her energy is stronger than I expected.