The Matriarch of the Hall of Ice and Heart realized that getting what she wanted wouldn't be so easy anymore. But honestly, she had already expected this. A child like Theron couldn't possibly lack backing.
Rather than making an enemy, she should try to make a friend.
"I see that I've made a mistake." She nodded slowly.
Raising a hand, she flicked out a finger.
First Elder Bertrum didn't even see it coming. He was still on a high, believing that he had cleverly forced Theron into a corner. So long as Theron fell, what leverage Lyrah had would completely vanish.
As high as he was, he came crashing down even faster.
Chi.
He didn't even feel it initially. What came first was the feeling of a breeze where there shouldn't have been one.
He looked down, his eyes beginning to bulge as he then felt the second thing… a large amount of his power being leeched away from himself. His body almost deflated as though he was a balloon, his blood leaking out of him almost as fast as his Mana.
