With Feris now tapping into her authority, three tethers of energy stabbed into her back as her entire frame convulsed. Whether or not it was from pain couldn't be discerned but the Lord felt a rush of danger down his spine.
Quickly spinning around, he clashed his sword vertically as an arc of energy slashed through debris that had been teleported towards him.
Though his authority was not one that prioritised combat, his physical power and other abilities are more than enough to take care of most dangers.
However, with Feris tapping into an unknown power, he was starting to feel a sense of foreboding.
Through his experience, taught by a history of combat, he understood what must be done immediately without holding back.
Kill the woman before she can get any stronger.
He didn't have evidence but his soul was screaming at him to stop her at all cost.
A hunch.
One that he obeyed.
Taking a deep breath, the Lord closed his eyes.
