Thaurion finally managed to get up from that sudden attack. He couldn't fathom how the fuck Yu Xi was an esper and a guide, all at the same time. He wanted to know how that was possible but he had no time to think about it now.
He was so angry that he attacked his guards that came running in. The prison walls vibrated from his psychic blast hurling the imperial guards into the walls. Their groans echoed faintly, bones cracked under the weight of his fury. His eyes burned with a cold, merciless light as he thundered,
"Find those two and bring them to me!"
The command rolled like thunder, and the attendant, who had only moments ago hidden from Yu Xi and Jian Ci's strikes, collapsed to his knees. His voice shook, words tripping over themselves as the storm pressed down on him, crushing his breath.
"Y-your Majesty… we—we have trouble."
Thaurion's gaze snapped to him, the psychic pressure intensifying until the older man trembled as though his very soul was being peeled away.
