Lower the barrier," he commanded.
Razor Head lifted his brows, a trace of hesitation flashing across his face.
"She's in the Fourth Class. Are yo—"
"Lower it."
The city lord's voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable authority behind it.
Razor Head immediately lowered his head and nodded. "Yes, Lord."
The men surrounding the barrier quickly began tampering with the formation. Runes flickered one after another, their light becoming unstable as the barrier slowly weakened.
The moment it flickered out of existence, Ranar's body exploded with a blinding flash of light.
Radiance filled every corner of the room, turning everything into a world of white. In that same instant, countless swords made of pure light appeared in the air before raining down with catastrophic force, their sharp edges tearing through everything in front of her.
Ranar unleashed every ounce of destructive power she could muster.
She wasn't thinking about restraint.
She wasn't thinking about morality.
