Fairy Thunderblaze momentarily froze, feeling an insane heat stemming from her left cheek. She had been slapped before. It was from her father, but no woman had ever dared to slap her before. Her expression flared with rage as she turned her head to the purple-robed woman before her.
"Evelynn! How dare you!?"
She roared, her eyes glinting with killing intent as her black eyes glowed crimson, "You're courting death!"
Abruptly, golden-scarlet lightning erupted from her body like an enraged sun going supernova. The runes carved into the hall blazed to life one after another, formations roaring awake as if roused from a short slumber. Pillars groaned, space twisted, and the very air thickened into something viscous and oppressive.
The Space-Quelling Thunderbound Formation was forcefully activated despite Shirley swiping the formation core away from Fairy Thunderblaze's hand.
