"You understand what you are doing to this city, don't you?" Valentina demanded, her mana beginning to swirl around her feet in a violent vortex. "You aren't just fighting a war, Tremor."
"You are dismantling a civilization piece by piece..."
"You are tearing the heart out of Aethelgard!"
"Oh, I understand precisely what I am doing to this city," Rex said, his voice dropping an octave, becoming dangerously smooth.
He began to walk again, his eyes locked onto hers with terrifying intensity. "The question is, Headmaster... do you understand what happens to the city if you continue to be the very thing holding that fragile little network together?"
The air between them grew heavy, the atmospheric pressure spiking as their respective auras began to grind against one another.
VREEEEEEEEE!
The ground groaned under the weight of his presence.
Valentina's eyes narrowed into slits of pure, lethal intent.
