Mirabella slowly nodded her head at them, the suffocating pressure radiating from her form deliberately retracting until she felt no more threatening than a calm breeze.
"Okay, I understand... The main building is cleared of monsters, you can go there and rest." She walked towards the exhausted kids, her dark coat brushing against the concrete, and squatted down before them so she was at their eye level.
The kids stared at her without a single fear, their innocent eyes fixed securely on her piercing blue ones. In a world that had seemingly abandoned them, this terrifyingly powerful girl represented absolute safety. Mirabella smiled lightly—a rare, genuine expression that softened her sharp features. She opened her palm, and with a micro-surge of spatial magic, eight bright packs of candies appeared out of thin air, which she handed to them.
They all stared at the sugary treats in awe, then looked up at the young woman guarding them, who nodded gratefully at the Captain.
