The woman was highly displeased with the action Tyrone was taking at the moment. First, he decided to wake up from the dream that she willingly provided him, a sweet dream, unlike what she usually gave her other meals. Secondly, he was now attacking her, even though she did nothing wrong. Lastly, it looked like he was taking her lightly since he was just running at her with some weird blade.
The woman sighed heavily and extended her hand outward, shooting out pieces of hail at Tyrone. Tyrone focused on the balls of hail that were the size of basketballs and knew that it would hurt if he got hit by one of these. Still, he wasn't going to back down. He needed to keep his promise. Tyrone swung the plasma sword with grace and cut down one of the pieces of hail.
