" Whoever you are, know that you stand in the way of the high council, move now and this will be forgiven."
The leader of the group threatened but everybody could hear the nervousness in his voice.
He was an ogre, a race known for their physical strength and bravery yet in front of this woman, he felt like a rat in a cage.
The woman didn't bother responding, she pointed a finger at them, they all knew something was coming and tried to run.
" Yima." She cast a spell and their bodies froze unable to move an inch, they were aware but felt like they were trapped in a cage of invisible walls.
She casted another spell and the ground below their feet turned pitch black and wobbled like soft mud.
The black mud lashed out like tentacles and bound their bodies and pulled them down but they couldn't even cry for help.
Their eyes were filled with desperation and fear but her eyes were cold as ice, they had tried to touch what is hers and for that they'll pay.
