Ambai heard the gunshot and trembled violently. 'Rebus...no... no...' she pushed against the door, putting all her weight on it yet the wardrobe refused to open.
'Open, darn it,' she pounded on it until her fists turned bloody.
Another gunshot was heard, and this time she was already sobbing like a baby. "Please... please don't be hurt..." she whispered softly.
Right then, she felt an enormous amount of powers awaken in her body inside her heart.
She tightly clenched her chest. 'If it's godly powers. Please.. please help me save my lover..' she closed her eyes and fully concentrated on bringing the powers into her hands.
Like a small stream, her powers gushed into her open palm, lighting the while wardrobe blue.
Ambai glanced at this energy in awe. "Not a tinge of silver. It's all my powers," she pushed the power against the lock and the door softly shattered into million pieces.
Even so, not a small sound was heard.
