At that instant, Kori flinched violently.
He felt all the ether contained within a radius of several dozen kilometers from the border to the military base every fragment of energy present in the duchy's territory converging toward a single point: Helion's palm.
"This power… It's a Royal Authority!" he breathed, horrified.
("He's going to erase everything. If he completes it, even I won't come out unscathed if I do nothing.")
The refugees at the border, the candidates, the scattered enforcers… Everything would be annihilated across hundreds of kilometers!
Driven by a visceral sense of urgency, Kori could not help but shout toward Gramm, who stood motionless:
"If he isn't stopped now, the consequences will be catastrophic!"
Yet Gramm remained unmoved.
At the moment a gigantic, glowing crimson sphere condensing a cataclysmic amount of ether materialized in Helion's hand, Kori resolved to intervene at any cost.
However, before he could make a move.
Gramm finally moved.
