"What is it?" it asked, looking at the violet sphere of strings covering it.
It looked scared, but it didn't move away from the throne. It kept looking at it and even schooled her expression.
All the fear had vanished, and her face returned to that horrifying, angelic state.
"It looks like prison to me or a kill box, that will finish you off for good," I replied.
It turned to me, with mirth in its eyes.
"Do you think, this little thing will be able to stop me?" it asked. "It had destroyed your scrip and was able to cage you without you noticing," I replied.
To that, it smiles, filled with mirth and mocking.
"The only reason, it happened is because I am keeping my all power sealed,"
I am all, but using a fraction of it. If I release even 1% of my true power, it will destroy the little thing you are calling prison and kill you," it said.
My heart skipped a beat at hearing that.
