The energy in Orion's hand promised death as a black-purple light. Not firing yet but prepared to... Just waiting for her decision.
Stay or go. Choose now.
And they both knew what she'd choose. He'd calculated this perfectly.
Finally Selphira couldn't resist anymore.
She transformed in an explosion of mana that made the air around her cool precipitously. The fusion activating in a fraction of second.
And she launched toward the entrance with a furious look communicating exactly what she'd do to Orion if she managed to get out of there.
Not a threat but a promise.
After she survived this, and she would survive this, she'd make him regret every choice that had led to this moment. All of it would be repaid with interest that would make his current confidence seem like a tragic miscalculation.
Orion removed himself from the entrance instantaneously to let her pass.
