With Ciel making her move, an oppressive aura instantly descended the battlefield as everyone felt as though they've been strangled and deprived of air.
However, those close to the centre of the pit noticed the pressure was weakened as the clash of two realms denied Ciel usage of her authority.
Regardless, Lords who knew about this kind of authority paled.
If the Realm Ruler was paying attention to this battle, what hope do they have to come out of this unscathed? Even if they claim the authority, could any of them guarantee that they'll be able to survive what's to come?
None!
A few of the Lords looked at one another, a silent agreement formed between them as they understood the stakes of this battle had just escalated beyond what they were comfortable with risking.
Yet before any of them could do anything, they noticed a large hazy avatar present in the sky.
