Blood spurted, and the air almost lagged with its screams. Those Theron killed fell so quickly that they didn't get a chance to beg for their lives. It was instead those that realized that death was approaching who began to allow the howling winds to carry their screams.
Matriarch Hall hurriedly stood in the distance, her own Third Eye surging—only to find it swiftly suppressed.
Her head snapped into the air to find that a rotating, bronzed platform had appeared high above her at some unknown point. It was like her Third Eye was forced into a cage it couldn't peel itself out of. She didn't feel any suppression on her actual strength, except for the fact her ability to communicate with Mana beyond the cage of the platform was suddenly restricted.
