The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees just from her presence alone. Carmine, who had been arrogantly indifferent moments before, now looked genuinely frightened under the woman's gaze.
Her whole body was trembling, as if she were staring at her worst fear.
Her 'caretaker', Captain Rosemary, had gone completely rigid, her hand instinctively moving to her weapon before she seemed to realize the futility of such an action.
The mysterious woman's violet eyes held a depth of power and menace that made it clear she was far beyond any of us in terms of strength.
Even if I couldn't sense her aura, I definitely knew she was someone on par with Virion. They both gave the same feeling and pressure.
...Is she really that powerful?
When she spoke again, her voice was soft, but it carried the weight of an avalanche.
"I asked you a question," she said. "What. Did. You. Just. Say?"
"I...I..." Carmine's face had gone pale, barely able to utter a word.
