The entire room was dead silent.
Everyone present was shocked by the sudden reversal. Just moments ago, they had been calmly talking… and now, Alex had been violently thrown across the room like a ragdoll.
Elyria Voss stood a few steps away, her silver-white hair slightly disheveled from the burst of power she had just released. Her eyes were burning with pure rage, her chest rising and falling heavily.
"You filthy bastard!"
Her voice exploded through the room like thunder, filled with raw fury and pain.
"How dare you lay your dirty hands on my niece?! How dare you humiliate her in this disgusting manner?!"
The temperature in the room seemed to drop as her killing intent flooded the space, making everyone present shiver under the overwhelming pressure.
Heena's eyes widened in horror as she stared at the scene, completely unable to process what had just happened. She quickly tried to get up, her voice trembling with panic.
"A-Aunt… please… wait—!"
